Somedays I can’t get started in the morning. Today was one of this days where I couldn’t get off – in this specific case – to the swimming bath although I know that would help me healing. No, in fact I couldn’t decide to do anything. So I went for a walk in the early icy morning. And what a joy, at one place I felt him and then saw him standing on a meadow staring at me. I stared back. Happy to see him again. Happy that he is still living on the meadows around my home.

So I went home to draw. I wish I could come so close to him – no, I used a photo reference.

Before that I did the first drawing with some mis-proportion. But I simply put a page over the wrong part of the way too tiny body…