Let me confess–since I’ve been working on an hourly basis (several years, now), the holidays are even more depressing than they normally are. Aside from the obvious, for hourly folks, a “holiday” means “No. You can’t can’t earn money today–it’s a holiday. So, no, you can’t pay your bills–not enough earned hours.” No, no paid holidays for you. As you might imagine, that tends to color certain events–
Anyway, here’s a present, made for a friend this season. Since I have no money, it’s a painting. Fall foliage as seen on a morning when the fog is just now dissipating. And if you like it, happy holidays to you, too.
See you again in a few weeks, and as always. thanks for stopping by.
A Planet That Has No Sky 