Work, that it what I have doing since April, in my desire to be outside with all things flora and fauna that is exactly where I have been. The bottom one inch hairline at the back of my head has become The Black Fly Bar', no, the Bar Fly Bar. Black Fly. I get anywhere from 3 to 30 bites a day back there. Some last week were flying up my garments to get blood. My head is lumpy mess, so is my brain in this heat.
I am supposed to be working on pieces for a show next week, well, it is not happening today. So I guess I had better get my sketch pad out and draw out my ideas for when it cools down a tad.
Hope all is cool where ever you are.
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