Day 258 & 259: Our trip.
This is an old memory of me and cousin. Her name is Savannah.
Alright so here’s the story: we were at our grandmas house and there’s this little red bike (that’s way to small for us) and there was some rope.
That is all i shall say. I think the picture pretty much covers the rest. The quote or peom that is on it, i wrote. It is a poem. And it;s what we saw on our trip.
Medium; watercolor, pen and ink.