Truman and I explored the Crown Hill neighborhood a little bit one day last week...I don't remember which day, as all the days kind of run together now that I'm retired. It was a weekday, I do know that!
Anyway, I tootled over to Crown Hill and parked at a random spot and got out to see if there was anything interesting to draw. Two blocks from the car, I found the Northminster Presbyterian Church, with a convenient spot across the street to park my camp chair.
I liked the bell tower enough to do a detail ink drawing of it:
Truman was bored by sketching, as usual, so I rewarded him by going a short ways down the road to Golden Gardens park.
We had some good heron action there.
And we had a lovely stroll along the beach.
I think Truman forgave me for making him sit around while I drew stuff, don't you?