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As promised, my rendition of Charlotte Evans stroll in a field of wildflowers.




 






Pain in the backside stuff.

This has been my week to concentrate on stuff I should do but keep putting off because I've got plenty of time to get that stuff done, and I don't feel like it right now?

The most onerous chore is the amount of work, not because of the subject matter. But, first, I should write and distribute my End of Life documents.

The chore that will take a lot of work to prepare for and minutes to accomplish is cleaning the kitchen. After I move everything out of the kitchen that has to be moved, it will take less than fifteen minutes to clean the exposed surfaces, countertops, walls and floors.


Another Graphic Interruption.

Painting by Poppa Jeff
Inspired by Carol Rhode Curley. 
Oil on canvas board 9 x 12

New Season.
Monday, May 31, is the first day of the one hundred and twenty possible days of good weather in Wisconsin. Note that the other days can be pleasant; however, the percentages run against that possibility.
Prove fact: We have more overcast days than Seattle, WA
We have a horrendous number of days that the temperatures are below O degrees F, and that doesn't factor in days that the air temperature is above O but the windchill factor "feels like" below zero.
The only thing we have going for us right now is that climate change may extend the number of days over 90 degrees with dew points in the seventies.

And that is my best impression of the late Andy Rooney.
Poppa Jeff is out.






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