and I’m taking the whole day off… from painting that is…
the easel chair is empty…
The daffodils are in bloom…
Finnegan, Pat and I have taken the first walk in the park of the season…
and there is a stack of wood in the driveway that wants to become new garden beds…
and the promise of sushi when the sun begins to set…
a fine day to turn 52.
You see, everything always gets better when we finally have Spring. At least most of the time. Happy Birthday
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