When I was younger, I was never without this adorable little cow tin you see below. I found this during a trip to Switzerland back in high school.


So it is sad to me, that I have let so many years go by without using it. I thought I had lost this tin box in our last move. When I was digging to the bottom of my portfolio case for pastels, I felt an odd buldge in a side pocket. I reached down in there and pulled out this tin - you would have thought I struck gold - seriously I was that excited. Poor Austin thought something really cool was going on. Nope, sorry buddy, just your goofy mom flipping over some charcoal.
And of course, as soon as I could (hello nap time!), I rushed outside to my favorite spot and started drawing everything I could see.


I'm a little rusty, it's been almost a decade since I picked up a piece of this stuff. But it felt soooo good. Something tells me this won't be the last charcoal post you see here.
Have a great day everyone!
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