Standing outside this morning after some late night showers, I observed a heavy, low lying mist through the woods. Loaned out my camera so no pics. To accompany the mystical appearance that was dawning on this very Spring like day, was a chirping symphony. Then suddenly, my favorite sound, some honking geese flying overhead. I never tire of that sound.

Prisma pencils on colored paper

The image is another of my oldies plucked from the art class archives as you can see from the date. Only an exercise from design class, not an actual cover candidate.