I’ve been spending a couple of days, or a week, or something, getting my head back on straight. There was an art opening. It was rad, and lots of stuff sold. There were visitors in from out of town for an entire week following. Good times flowed like whiskey, and the drippings were nothing less than vital to the flavor of the gravy. Pops made a visit, as did my daughter. Pops made the visit more for her than me, as he knows I’m all but one clutching finger from being entirely down the drain.
Anyways, good day to you all, DC’ers, and don’t mind taking a moment or two to check out some of my “art work.”
art of the hawk