WORDLESS

 

THE PAINTER PAINTS ON

 

COLORS

Like mother, like daughter.

That's a variation of the old saying - like father, like son.

What it means is that genetic traits can carry over from parent to child.

Take, for instance, the BAD (Beautiful Artistic Daughter) and her favorite of the colorful pieces she's been producing with her markers in her art journal.

Then compare that with the colorful salad SWMBO (She Who Must Be Obeyed) showed me before mixing it yesterday.

What did I say?

Like mother, like daughter.

GRAPES OF . . .

I think these may have come from Peru but I'm not sure.

But as Judy pointed out it's the first time I bought some red grapes in a grocery store and they came out of the bag looking like they were just pulled from a vine.

They're nearly all gone now but they were moist and delicious and they served wonderfully as a bit of a side salad to many great meals.

THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

What can I say?

It's been yet another depressingly awful week.

So let's go directly to some humor.

That's it, my friends, the humor is depleted.

Now I hope you all will have an almighty, awesome weekend.

And always remember to keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

( . . . ah, I see you've brought a friend . . . )

THE ARTIST'S BRAIN

 The BAD (Beautiful Artistic Daughter) has taken on a new challenge.

Using colored markers on blank pages of a notebook to see what comes out.

Here's what has come out so far.

It looks to me like she's reverting to the 60's and I jokingly said "Those LSD trips must still be affecting you!"

Tell me what *you* think of her latest adventure in art.

ARIZONA BLIZZARD!

I woke this morning to find feet of snow from an overnight blizzard blanketing the landscape for as far as the eye could see.

Well, that might be a slight exaggeration.

A lie, even.

Here's a wider shot.

As you can see, it's a light dusting on a small shrub outside our front door.

The rock-covered front yard has less than that.

Still with the leaden sky, it's a wintery scene here in the Central Highlands of lovely Arizona.

But with the sun struggling to break through and the mercury climbing into the 40's today and no more snow in the forecast, Old Man Winter will suffer another defeat.

Especially by Monday, when our high temperature is forecast to hit 71 degrees!

Guess I'd better search around and find a pair of shorts.