Random flowers bring memories

Drawings that I encounter in my sketchbook from days gone past bring such vivid memories of the recent and long past. I remember now, Sonia sitting across from me as we sketched during a class. We had stepped outside on a beautiful day and sat among the flowers and grass upon the hill near a small park just west of campus. The instructor had asked us to find an image that reminded us of childhood. The last thing I needed was t remember that.

I decided I would draw the most mundane object I could find. This flower was my subject. Watching me draw from across the lawn was Sonia. I didn’t know her yet, but from what she’s now told me the memories of the past two weeks have been flooding back. I can now recall without force the moments she watched me working.

How odd, but helping me through this sleepless night.

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