I wrote a post, posted it, then came back and deleted it. It was...it just feels like all my posts are devolving into some sort of internal drama. I don't like that. I do like the feedback I get for it, but that's not what I want to do all the time (sometimes, yes, but always).
I will say this about the last post - it's ironic that the thing that annoys many of you about having a partner is hogging the bed or the covers...and in my little ramblings yesterday, my fantasy was to have someone in bed with me. I guess it's a little case of be careful what you wish for, eh?
Anyway, I thought I'd share another pretty picture. This is actually a painting by my mother that hangs in the hall.
Yes, I know it looks a bit like the horizon is on fire and there are some problems with perspective, etc., but I love the colors and I love how she does trees.