“He sold his stamps and war bonds…

to start an avant-garde gallery.” (narration, The Cool School)

These guys.  In general if I wish myself in another time or place, I don’t imagine switching gender for any reason.  But these guys.  I’d join them, yeah, as a fella.

Today there was so much sun I could pretty much see the garden creeping up on me as I worked under Cousin It.

Do you see how I’m in the shade? Except for that one patch of shoulder?  Guess what color it is now.

There’s more to say about the Ferus Gallery, but nope, not tonight.