When the farm was quiet, I began. Dad and Marcus had rigged up a series of posts, and the canvas was already up. Dad had offered to keep the fire going and to stay and keep me company, but I knew I needed to start this alone.
When the farm was quiet, I began. Dad and Marcus had rigged up a series of posts, and the canvas was already up. Dad had offered to keep the fire going and to stay and keep me company, but I knew I needed to start this alone.From the box of art supplies Mom had given me a few weeks back, I chose an orange pastel stick and began. His hair was the easy part. I could just picture Charlie’s mop on his pillow in our room to get that, but when I started on Poke’s face, I hesitated, not sure what to draw.
From the box of art supplies Mom had given me a few weeks back, I ch
