Marblehead, Massachusetts

The Barnacle seafood restaurant. I didn't eat here, but did explore the rocks at low tide. There are some wonderful creatures in the pools around the rocks.

Concord, Massachusetts

The Old Manse house is next to the battle field of the first Revolutionary War encounter in Concord, Massachusetts. This was also a meeting place for Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nathaniel Hawthorne and Henry David Thoreau.

the cancelled flight

Boston to Austin. What did we do before cell phones?

Medford, Massachusetts

Along the banks of the Mystic River. This scene instantly reminded me of the canals in Bruges, Belgium.

30,000 feet above Pennsylvania

Sketched on the plane heading to Boston. I sketched and inked this on the plane, later Photoshop'd the colors. A window seat, sketchbook and itunes are the perfect way to pass the time on an airplane.

flight 67091 to Boston

I'm heading to Boston, be back next week!

across the street

Downtown Dripping Springs. Mercer Street.

downtown Dripping Springs, Texas

Locally nicknamed Drippin'. This is the next closest town to Wimberley, about 15 miles north. It's growing by leaps and bounds with new developments spreading out from Austin. But downtown has this area of a couple of blocks that have remained the same. The brand new Home Depot, CVS pharmacy, McDonald's and Taco Bell have been encroaching on the old buildings. Drippin' is growing up fast.

plants

Individual drawings from a 3 x 4 inch sketchbook. Plants drawn around town. Morning glory, roses, palm frond, artemisia, variegated ginger, purple coneflower, and aloe vera bloom.

Wimberley

This Spanish dagger caught my eye outside of Juan Henry's TexMex restaurant. Also, a century plant, agarita bush and live oak trees.

things

Individual drawings from a 3 x 4 inch sketchbook I keep in my purse. The more urban things are from downtown Salt Lake City. The others are from the rural areas of the Texas Hill Country.

low water crossing

A quick location sketch of a low water crossing in the neighborhood of Woodcreek. Cypress Creek is spring-fed from the local aquifers, and when it rains this one lane road is underwater. There are quite a few of these low water crossings. It's a gamble taking an old ranch road and discovering 15 miles later that it's closed. You have to turn around, go back and take an alternate route to the original destination. This happened to me recently. But, after last summer's drought, I am not complaining one bit.