I don't know...

I'm not sure what it is about flowers that gives me the urge to draw them.  If you knew me, you'd know how odd an impulse it really is;  I don't like flowers.  People are always telling me to look at this flower or that flower, and inevitably they always ask "Isn't it beautiful?"  No, no it isn't.  I can appreciate them for their lines, for their shapes, for their colors, but that doesn't mean I think they're beautiful.  By the way, if you think they're so beautiful, then why cut them, put some water in a vase, throw the flowers in, arrange them to make them magically appear even more aesthetically pleasing, and stick the now dying flowers in a place where everyone can see them wither and pass into the next world?  

There's no excuse...

I've been a little out of it lately and haven't been drawing.  I really need to get back into my routine, even if it's just doodling for an hour.