Watercolor Wisconsin will be canceled too. We went shopping for food, laid in a stock of books and prepared to hunker down. As I type, cars are spinning their wheels on the hill outside the house, and I am in here wrapped in fleece, drawing sock monkeys.
Hey, who doesn't like a sock monkey? My dad wore Rockford socks, the kind with the red heel, as long as I could remember, wore out the toes and heels inside his Redwing work boots. So when I see a sock monkey, I think of my dad, in stocking feet. His work boots, mucked up from being in the barn, were behind the kitchen door.
Actually I doodled this guy in response to an online challenge at Doodlers Anonymous. Check it out.