Sketchbook
*Someone did a sketch of me once and I cherish it*
I have always admired those of you who can draw. Those who can paint. People who can, out of their imagination, bring forth images both real and fictional to place on a page. I remember as a child staring at a classmate who would draw Sonic the Hedgehog all over her notebooks while we were supposed to be doing serious work. Those Sonics morphed as we aged and eventually she would draw other fantastical images. I am in awe of the ability to create something out of nothing. Artists do this with such uncanny abilities and usually say something like “Oh I think everyone can draw.” No baby…we all *can’t*, but we can admire the sketches that you provide. We can warm ourselves on the glimpses of beauty that you create.