Today has been one of those days that Old Man Winter sneaked out of his hiding place and touched me. It’s been cold, raining and overcast. No wonder I feel depressed and generally ‘blah.’ Maybe the rest of the week will be better.
Today has been one of those days that Old Man Winter sneaked out of his hiding place and touched me. It’s been cold, raining and overcast. No wonder I feel depressed and generally ‘blah.’ Maybe the rest of the week will be better.
Commentary from the mind of the artist
A Story Begins