After a very short, Thanksgiving visit to Norfolk I am back. Lots of cooking and eating and general family strangeness. I love to cook and made two pies from scratch….they came out perfect and as of last night, they are officially gone. I also enjoy cleaning up after the big meal. I think of it all as an act of service. My mother, on the other hand, hates both cooking and cleaning up. I guess most people do. It is all a matter of how you frame it, I think.
Ready (so ready) to finally finish ‘Vincent’. Today is the day…(I think I have said that before about this painting). I was horrified to look back in my journals and see that I started the blasted thing in August. AUGUST!!