Storms of Hale-Stones

It was my mother's birthday on Monday, so I naturally drew her a card. Drawings never turn out quite as well after being scanned but nevertheless it shall be shared. Admittedly, it's been a little while since the last post but I really do have a lot of educational pressure to contend with presently.

Also, I feel I should welcome Autumn officially, perhaps I'm a little late, but I find Autumn never feels like Autumn until a good way in. At least in Melbourne it doesn't. Those not from Melbourne should know that everyone here is as a rule, obsessed with the weather! Talking about the weather here is not awkward small talk but an engaging, passionate topic of conversation. Well, perhaps I exaggerate a little...but we certainly deserve our reputation for interesting weather.I never mentioned, but in the recent storm, I actually had my very own bedroom window smashed by a hale-stone! Those were very very large, hale-stones! It was, I must admit, quite an exhilarating weather experience!

Autumn

Alphonse Mucha, 1896