Rags, the eagle and stag make up for the leech, I hope!

After I took the photo of the apricot painting, the wind picked up the little piece of canvas and dumped it wet-paint side down on the deck.
I picked out the couple of bits bits of dirt and a wood sliver from the painting, and it didn't do too much harm. My heart sank when I saw it go face down in the dirt. Worse than buttered toast on the floor.

I hope the smoke clears for you. We have the smell of forest fire in the air here, but I have not heard of any specific fire spot.


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