Today is a grey day. The view from the window has been monochromatic and drab. This kind of day does not always bother me but today I just feel ick. Sometimes I feel energized by this weather and by the rain but not this time. The last few drawings I have done were not very successful and while I am used to the ebb and flow of this creative brain, I always feel a bit put out when the crappies are one after the other.

I think the pud has been in a funk today as well. Today has been a clingy, easily startled day involving much cuddling and aimless wanderings around the apartment. I surely don't mind the cuddles and have learned to truly appreciate them now that she sometimes does not want to hug or kiss her mother. Oh, the heartbreak of this little being who used to smile at all of your attention now scoffs and shakes her head when she is not in the mood. It is usually remedied a few minutes later (with the help of tickles and belly zerberts) but it is a reminder that one day I'll simply be the annoying/embarrassing mother of a teenage girl and that just plain scares me.

Anyway, I'm sure the mood will pass, the weather will improve and all will be well with the drawing again. I had an image of an old, fat, grumpy fairy pop into my head. That should be fun.