Went kayaking for a few hours on an amazing lake with my son. It was the princess bride of kayak trips. It had everything. Sunshine, drizzle, mirror like lake, choppy water, a sunset, very old abandoned lumberjack equipment hanging off dead trees, the world smallest beach, bald eagles, a Tree that we both agreed must be teaching kungfoo to the wildlife when no humans are around and a definitive answer to which one of us smell like frog fart as determined by the 100m dash to the beach.
Thanks I try to compensate my weak artistic technique with meaningful stuff. That’s from a log book I keep in the popup tent, I sometimes draw to trips highlights. I was getting it ready and thought it was time to share some of my favorites. My son smells of frog fart, there is no word for what I smell like, but that’s the subject of another drawing…
Went kayaking for a few hours on an amazing lake with my son. It was the princess bride of kayak trips. It had everything. Sunshine, drizzle, mirror like lake, choppy water, a sunset, very old abandoned lumberjack equipment hanging off dead trees, the world smallest beach, bald eagles, a Tree that we both agreed must be teaching kungfoo to the wildlife when no humans are around and a definitive answer to which one of us smell like frog fart as determined by the 100m dash to the beach.
Sounds like a truly special day you shared
It was, and making the drawing that evening felt like a nice capture the moment.
Well… who smells like frog fart??
It sounds (and looks) like a great time! Nicely drawn picture, fr!
Thanks I try to compensate my weak artistic technique with meaningful stuff. That’s from a log book I keep in the popup tent, I sometimes draw to trips highlights. I was getting it ready and thought it was time to share some of my favorites. My son smells of frog fart, there is no word for what I smell like, but that’s the subject of another drawing…