Chip, Chip, Chip

Today is hot.

I walked 4 miles...and feel like sheet.

Perhaps an hour painting will help me recover?

Watercolours are easy, but rather transparent.

Much like the wimps in our lives.

I was much like watercolour once.....but with age and

experience,

these days I am more like oil paint.

Give me a good canvas, and I shall be your servant.

It is Friday. Hot, fun Friday.

Larry is working like a madman.

He is like oil paint also.....

The people who live behind us, are having new tile put in their pool...

the men are chipping out the old tile,

chip, chip, chip....

is the rhythm of the day.

Be happy.

Stand up for yourself...

be like oil paints.

I love you.