It’s Sunday, so it must be time for the Arches omnibus.
I begin with Delicate Arch.
I am Boba Fett perched at the Great Pit of Carcoon, and the Sarlacc is belching below me. At least it feels that way as I sit clinging to my rucksack and ink pots, terrified my sketchbook, or me, will slide down the 45 degree slope and into the sheer drop below.
Next up, a touch of sedate pen work down in the valley.
One arch isn’t enough for me, so next up, Double Arch.
Yesterday was all chipmunks and vultures. Today lizards, deer and a skunk in the middle of the road!