sketchbook | In Transit

music on the bus | ballpoint pen

This was on the day I left warm spring sunshine on Bowen Island to find it hailing and slushing like crazy in downtown Vancouver – enough to pile up on cars and plug the storm drains. Some people had problems making the hill on Burrard bridge. I know, Toronto, I know we whine for very little reason. But please, let us have this little bit of drama.