Hi, Dear Hivers

Yesterday morning I was writing some notes from the book I am reading for my Spanish class (Cornwell's Northumbria, the Last Kingdom). I decided to move my table to the patio, under the sky, feeling the wind, feeling the wind in my face and listening to the birds singing; that would surely make it a bit more enjoyable.

There was a moment when I felt a bit stressed, so I put my pencil down and covered my face with my hands. After some breathing I looked at the notebook again, but it was empty. The wind had flipped the page I was working on and I was looking at a blank page.

Process

This was done so quickly I did not have time to take pictures of the first steps.

Usually when I am bored in class I draw an eye on the corners of my notebook.

But, since I had the whole empty page in front of me...

I kind of went crazy. Hehehe

Gracias por la visita!

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