this morning it's looked like a blizzard outside..alas, the snow has stopped falling and in the lovely tranquility of the frozen whiteness, i hear my OCD neighbour revving up his snowblower...he's old, never goes anywhere but insists on having the cleanest driveway in the hood...how i long for the country life...
turning up the music, great jazz and heading to the easel...
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