As a very young girl, my cousin, David, always used to talk about Lewis Carroll's "Alice in Wonderland." He was the best at encouraging me to read books that he thought were "so me" even if I didn't cooperate. Frankly, Alice's story scared me, and I just couldn't get past many of the visual images coming to life in my waking moments; to this day, I've never read the book cover-to-cover.However, the one part of the story I do remember is when Alice falls in the rabbit hole. The picture on the left is my rendition minus the gold hair. :)





