I disappeared for a few days up North. Here’s some of what I saw and sketched. Drawing the birch tree, I realized it had been eons since I’d just sat and been still. It’s been a year. Sometimes it feels like twenty. It seems that way for everyone? But there’s nothing like complete silence all around you, to regain your bearings. Bacon and egg sandwiches from this place don’t hurt, either.

Also, I’m pretty sure I saw a UFO. But that’s a story for another day.