The North Wind doth blow
and we shall have snow,
and what shall poor Robin do then?
He’ll sit in a barn,
and keep himself warm,
and hide his head under his wing,
Image from my post on the 64 million artists January challenge, I cut out a shape of clouds and drew a face puffing out wind and used that to frame the view of our annamometer and weather station.
I’m enjoying doing the challenges, some require more ingenuity than others, but it’s making me think.