3 x 5″ ink on paper

Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days

“Did you leave a drip?”

“Do we need a drip?”

“Do we need two drips?”

“Do you hear that drip?”

Drips, it turns out, are a big part of our lives these days. A strange statement I know, but all too true. As temperatures have dropped below zero over the last few weeks it has been a necessary precaution to leave a drip running in the sinks of Gertie, our RV/house. When these initial cold temps hit, we sometimes forgot the drip and woke up to frozen pipes.

For the most part drips are a sweet sound that indicate good things. That is unless the drip is heard outside.  Then things turn a bit more sour. An outside drip, as we recently discovered, indicates a broken pipe.

The adventures never cease!