One of the best bits about working from home in the summer is lunch outside. Clarkie is currently between jobs (I was goin to say unemployed, but she’s thoroughly employed doing a lot of DIY around the house), so we get to eat together. Unfortunately she moved a lot sooner than I expected! Instead I sketched my feet. Badly, making one look much bigger than the other. Oh well.

Yes, I had them on the table. No, I don’t care.