Thursday, November 25, 2010

Day Three Hundred Twenty Nine: Fast Feast

Like locusts they descend and consume all in the path. And thanksgiving is over. At least the cleanup crew has time to talk and hang out.


And there is some time to dream of above freezing climates and riding fast and far.


Thursday, November 25: Paint, sharpie on canvas board. 18x24

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