Days twenty-four through twenty-six! An array of ornate forks that’d belonged to his grandparents were among the day to day utensils she ate with. . . . (These count as three drawings, for days Oct 24th - 26th. If you've a problem with that, I can't care.)
Day twenty-three: A paper box of safety matches could always be found by the stove. #Inktober2017
Day twenty-two: A model pirate ship in a bottle languished on a shelf in the corner, a vestige of his youth. #Inktober2017
Day twenty-one );ate): A cluster of wooden buoys hung on the porch, now strewn with crunchy leaves. It hadn't been swept since the summer. #Inktober. See more at @edaggarart
A simple, hand-made bird house adorned one of the trees near the house. It was lived in, and a few strands of bedding straw poked out its cozy doorway. Apologies! This is a day late! More to come tomorrow 🙂 See all of my #Inktober drawings @edaggarart
Day nineteen : A stand of birch trees stood sentinel in the dark. . #Inktober2017 #inktober
A spool of thread, attended by a stray button, awaited the mending at hand. . See all of my #Inktober drawings @edaggarart
Day seventeen : A crow lit in the yard for a moment, tentatively. It tested the wind, then flew off to an unknown destination; a hooded gleam in its eye. . See all of my #Inktober drawings @edaggarart
Day sixteen: The afternoon warmed unexpectedly— unseasonably. He'd removed his accustomed scarf on account of the change; left it coiled like a tie or a snake on the picnic table in the dooryard. There, it warmed in the sun. . See all of my #Inktober drawings @edaggarart or elizabethdaggar.com
Day fourteen: A coconut pirate was among the nautical tchotchkes and geegaws decorating the cozy kitchen.
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