"But I drew all the other critters in Deeper Pond, and you're not swimming there," I said to the turtle. "This, the "Irrigation Ditch", is one level lower than the rest of the park. I can't sketch you in the other picture if you're here."
Did the turtle look crestfallen? It almost felt like he was saying, "But I came out to pose just for you!"
I cocked my head. "So I guess I'll just have to draw you on a completely new page, won't I?" I said, turning the page of the sketchbook. "Would you hold still for me?"
Aren't you glad God doesn't expect us to be in the right place to take time for us?
And I ended up, in my drawing, yanking down the walls around the turtle because the memo pad was too small, resulting in making Bilbo look four times bigger than he really was! Yipes.
