The yearly trip back to see loved ones are invariably punctuated by periods of soul-crushing boredom as we all wait for the next 'exciting' thing to happen. Between family dinners and events, there are what I would call 'sketching opportunities.' Sometimes I would sit down and stare at a blank page. Sometimes nothing would come. Sometimes, without consciously bidding it, images like this would appear.
Perhaps it's the gloomy cold winter weather exerting its effect on me.