A seat at the coffee shop

We started walking again, the weather being so perfect I can't wait to feel the sun on my face in the mornings. We took the baby with us and as I sipped my coffee and sketched at the coffee shop I saw this poor orange tree trying to make it happen in the sea of cement that surrounds it. I also cannot seem to resist collecting leaves from the Red Oak trees that line the street. The trees have finally started to drop them and so as the wind scatters them along the sidewalks they are easily gathered.