Yesterday was the first day that it felt truly like winter.
The air was crisp and fresh, I could see my breath trail behind me as I walked and the breeze was brisk on my cheeks.
My scarf was wrapped close, my hands shoved deep into my pockets and I stomped my way to the station in warm fur lined boots. It was the first time this Winter that it had felt remotely Christmassy, but there was not a Christmas tree, sparkly light nor bauble in sight.
It reminded me of the walk to school in the build up to the Christmas holidays, when the mist would lie low over the village green and the paths would crunch underfoot from the frozen dew.
I can’t believe it’s just over 2 weeks until Christmas… I still have so much to prepare, send and wrap and I feel like I’m knee deep in half finished Christmas Cards! I’m sending out much more than usual this year, to friends I haven’t seen in so long that are scattered around the country. I’m so excited to get in touch with them again… but I’m very quickly running out of Christmassy ideas for the cover!
Below is a girl I drew last summer, wrapped up for the snow (I started my Christmas countdown a lot earlier last year!). I’m looking forward to having another attempt at this for one of my cards and hoping that my sense of scale improves if nothing else!