This picture about killed me. She originally had a fox resting its head on her thigh, but if I attempted to draw any more, I knew the painting would be abandoned forever and never see the light of day. Took far too many hours again, but always learning, learning, learning. Thoroughly enjoyed it and hated it at the same time… as always!
Hona, the dryad, looking wistful as the trees change colour -quite appropriate, seeing as how quickly the trees have started dropping leaves this week. The squirrel is called Dave and he objects.