Drawing Class

I saw him trying to drag a blue chair, a red box, and a white lid out the front door.

"What are you doing?"

"I"m going in the front, to draw."

It's a good thing we're the kind of family that keeps a spare pizza box around for adjusting desk heights.

Do you think the neighbors think we're weird? Or just resourceful?

Spring has just begun to sprung in our neck of the woods.  And he was inspired to capture it.

I'm framing this.

How do you interpret purple flowers?

Pretty good.

( I told you those clean fingernails wouldn't last long)

I love the way the light shines through these leaves.

I'd say the color is spot on.

 A gaping mouth was integral to the process. Why do we do this? Someone ought to do a study.

Here's Mr. Robin. We call him ours. He came down to hunt for worms, undaunted by the going's on.  He's such a friendly little thing.

Jaunty.  Do you think anyone would dare to cross you if you stood your ground like that? This is what I feel like doing when someone tries to merge ahead of me in traffic. Except I'm in a car. So they wouldn't see me. So never-mind.
Don't robins have such spindly legs for all their fluff?

I think he knows we're talking about him behind his back.

He does.