This weekend I went to stay in a small cabin in the woods with my book group. I woke on Sunday morning to the smell of coffee and the sounds of the birds. I grabbed my sketchbook and a cup of coffee and sat in the sun to do this drawing. The old van seems to be a structural component of the wood storage system. The windows are so dirty you can't see in, and there was a dead, decapitated and dessicated coyote underneath. Fantastic!