First, the portrait I did to "commemorate" Bones (not that she's, like, dead or anything). First drawing in....years, somehow? And third halfway serious art attempt in the past year, for sure.
Then, the little ****s that have taken over Rebel's stall:
I think he secretly feeds them his oats, names them all, and tells them bedtime stories. I've seen seven of them in his stall at once while he's napping in it, crawling all through his hay and picking kernels out of his poop. **** mice.
And then, right after the tornado that ripped through and destroyed Joplin, this is the sky that greeted us. Huge double rainbow (which of course did not photograph well), but here you can see my neighbor's pot of gold, er, giant house:
These pictures of the sky from that night are completely unedited:
Finally, a warning:
If you're going to run with Brandy, you better be prepared to kick up your heels.