It is a blustery morning, here on the Gulf of Mexico. As I write the palm tree is swaying in the wind, to and fro. It reminds me of a dancer who has three drinks, drifting east, drifting west. Sunrise this morning was a ball of orange fire. Today I am going to take my french easel outside and paint.
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Thanks and have a wonderful weekend
