The other day a good friend and I went for a long walk, during which I found an almost perfectly round stone. I kept walking but decided it was too good to pass up so I went back and picked it up. For some reason I can’t quite explain I knew this rock was meant for my friend Pam, with whom I was walking. An animal that speaks to her is an owl so I sketched out a few that would fit on the rock, picked one and painted it on the stone. When Isabella saw it she said, “Ooh it’s cute! Can I have it?” I told her no but that I would paint one for her if she wanted. She wants it to be a squirrel.