the sun and the owl and the pussycat

I like it when the sun is about to set and gives everything it illuminates a creamy tint of yellow and orange splash.

Not a whole lot happened this week.  I just looked out my window and saw some pretty colors courtesy of our good ole' sun and it calmed me down from feeling like I've spent a day around over-excitable adolescent girls.

The literary nonsense I loved so much as a child in the form of a sketch.