It was lunchtime, I was cycling back from downtown looking for something new to sketch. I’ve drawn most of Third Street over the years but I don’t think I’ve ever drawn this little house, and I love drawing a picket fence with its repetitive pickets and close observation of the things behind it. I used a bit of blue paint on the trees to make it stand out a bit more (especially with the little bit of purple I’d used as well), though the trees weren’t blue, it’s more of a feeling. This is a typical looking little old house in this part of Davis, the old downtown before you get to campus. This was almost a month ago now. August flew by.