When I am not sewing, here is my day:

In the morning while I ate breakfast, I did some sketching.

Today was a gorgeous day to be out walking in the morning, but I always enjoy the walk to work.

Sometimes I’ll walk through this park. It has some lovely tall trees. Years ago, before I lived here, I was dating a guy who lived here. One summer he and I and a pack of his friends had a “tree climbing guild” and we would climb the trees in this park.

First the trees would be rated for difficulty – how far up the first branch was, texture of bark, handholds, that sort of thing. Then whoever wanted could take a run (literally – you had to run at them and jump and scramble) and then you’d be rated at your skill and daring. By the end of the summer we were covered in “guild scars” – scratches and bruises. (note: we were 19 or 20 at this time)

We probably climbed this tree:

And this one – it lost a huge branch last week actually.

So my day is spent doing computery stuff – I didn’t take any pictures of that part.

At lunch I went for a walk downtown.

Admired some graffiti,

I was wearing purple legs today. It was just a purple-legged day. Some days are like that.

While downtown, I purchased some new prismacolor pencils and some markers for sketching.

I gave a couple of the girls at work some Yermit boyfriends last year. Today one of them got a new hat, via some generous clients.

Sometime in the afternoon I decided that, as much as I love my Rok Rok, I no longer wanted him on my desk because he reminded me of Jasper, who gave him to me. (See Forgetting Jasper post to see why – yep there really was a Jasper.) So Rok Rok went to live on the window sill.

I think he’s happy there.

After 11 hours it was finally time to go home. (no the days are not all that long) I said goodbye to Rok Rok from the outside.

By this time, however, the storm was in full force.

But, I’m a good Canadian and love my walks, even in the blowing snow and dark.