I'm a very content introvert. For extroverts,
out embodies something very different and greatly varied from what I am drawn too. For this quiet peace seeking, sometimes melancholy mother,
out is best expressed by my love for walks on beautiful days
out in the fresh air that thoroughly revives and restores my mind and soul - especially this glorious fall weather.
Recently I've been hunting for milkweed to draw but for whatever reason, milkweed is hiding from me everywhere I go. So here is some goldenrod (I believe) that I found en masse while
out.