tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7191542066669675458.post8590690727081946763..comments2022-07-25T10:55:40.917-04:00Comments on ROBSERVATIONS: Drawing from the BridgeRob Dunlaveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00793347901294690888noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7191542066669675458.post-48644766616842182652015-09-08T06:35:32.368-04:002015-09-08T06:35:32.368-04:00Autumn. This morning I made a rainy walk. Dark, fo...Autumn. This morning I made a rainy walk. Dark, foggy and cloudy, inside and outside. Crows in the sky. I had no desire to draw en route. You're right, we need to remember the bright, colorful, sunny moments of the summer. On my way home, a dead fox was lying on the roadside. Run over by a car. A small, young fox. I did not know, that there are foxes here where we live. I wish, I could see Klaushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17846181288845042225noreply@blogger.com