Lost Mornings

Lost Mornings

Want those mornings back.

The short walks down a path

into another world,

pleasantly disturbed,

by traces of light,

as the rising sun

filtered through.

A chance to doodle again and remember lost mornings in youth before mornings had to be shared. A place I escaped to before others woke into a forest once less disturbed.

Another experiment with water-soluble ink.

7”x 5” ink and watercolor

Fountain Pen: Platinum Carbon fine point