While shopping for my daughter, I caught a glimpse of an odd print I recalled from my grandparents home. I’m not sure, but I think I recognized the print from a shirt my grandfather had on his closet. It had funky-shaped rectangles that reminded me of spilled game pieces–no rhyme or reason to the pattern, but interesting to look at. I decided to put my interpretation of those rectangles into today’s owl.
Day 119: Grandfather Owl