On a walk yesterday, 1000 feet elevation. Little grainy patches of snow were all that remained from last weekend's snowfall, and the bog grasses/sedges were matted and glum. Wind was gusting, making alder leaves skitter across the road.
The ermine didn't skitter–it rippled, moving along the ground like a minnow along a streambed. I held my breath as it crossed a small meadow and dived into the gloom under a hemlock.
Then I walked on, with leaves skittering around my feet. This is my memory of that encounter.
Katherine Hocker 
Kim,
This is such a great example of memory drawing. I’m teaching a workshop next week and part of it covers memory drawing techniques. May I print this page to use as one of my examples?
By the by. It could be just me but, I check this blog from time to time and when I see the same top illustration, I think that you haven’t posted anything new. Silly me…….. I wanted to mention this though incase others didn’t get it that you need to scroll down.