I sat down after a nice walk with my husband to do a bit of doodling. I got out my white card and pen and started laying down my string.Little did I know at the time that string didn't want to be a doodle. It wanted to be a snail. With just a couple added lines the snail came crawling out and said I need a reason for hanging here with my head down. A rock magically appeared and all was well.
Silly I know. Not correct as far as a 'real' snail would look but, well, It came from my imagination.
Sometimes the pen knows what it's going to draw and I just hang on for the ride and see where it takes me!
Hope you have a great ride in store for you too!
Cheers, SB
