I'm finally feeling more at home in my larger journal and have even had some time to play with markers and pencils. I do enjoy the paint more but this was a fun little doodle to explore:
It was a challenging week to have to say goodbye to Maya Angelou. I read in class "I know why the caged bird sings" poem. The first class I read it in, I didn't get through it. It is the first time in all of my years of teaching that I cried in front of the group. Her work and life was something I so connected with. And I, like many others, will truly miss her.
