This is Pi Day #030
Welcome to winter. It’s officially that.
I was out running for the winter solstice, plodding through the icy streets of our city with about 200 other runners at midnight for the “longest night” run where one might have expected there to be more snow.
I certainly expected that we would have had more snow when I drew this comic, too. Instead, I’ve only been dreaming of getting out on my skis over the holiday season, with the Kid off for two weeks of Christmas break and me with a solid ten days away from the office.
But… no snow.
I guess I’ll just have to draw more comics.
This is Pi Day #025
If money did grow on trees, autumn would be the best season ever!
Rather than drawing more comics I’ve (sadly) been consumed by the chores of autumn. I mean… mostly. I still haven’t raked. The leaves are just everywhere, including mostly in the trees. Perhaps when I’m trapped in my house all winter, debating if the snow has slowed enough that I can shovel, drawing comics will win out again. Until then, there is something that draws me to spend more of my time in nature when the world looks all full of red and orange.
Also, there is just something in a big pile of leaves that brings out the kid in all of us. I’ll admit. Even when I rake up my backyard, perhaps as soon as this afternoon, I’ll probably indulge in some autumn fun… it will probably involve a camera and more raking… and I may even invite the kid along.
This is Pi Day #018.b
These jokes are un-bear-able.