Summer’s Day

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? (Sonnet 18) William Shakespeare, 1564 – 1616 Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And

Doodles

My very first Zendoodle. An unorganized mess? Possibly! Doodles don’t come to me easily (I was never a doodler!). But here are my doodles, that I doodled while watching football on the telly. My doodles I am calling Zendoodles, because