It goes way back...
The need to doodle that is...
It's in my DNA I guess..
I just can't leave paper and pen alone.
Paper and pen can take me anywhere..everywhere..anytime..
Shipping packages is one of the perks of my day.
I'm sending a piece of my heart to your home.
oh there are cute tags involved
But something was just missing.
That blank brown paper was just so....
blank.
So.
I grabbed the first thing in our junk drawer close by.
Good ole' Crayola!
This was my first one...
It felt good turning that blank brown paper into a canvas of thanksgiving.
After the first, I knew I could not help myself.
All day. I doodled.
I let my heart spill over.
And it felt good y'all...
I know my silly little doodles will be crumbled and pitched but it's OK.
If just one... speaks to someones heart...my job was done.