It’s Sunday morning and I’m feeling a little draggy, a little empty in the fuel tank. Don’t really feel like expounding on anything, least of all my work or myself. I’ve got a Tom Waits song in my head and it just about fits the bill for a dose of early morning Sunday after Christmas, running low on caffeine, waiting for the newspaper melancholia.
Here’s Shore Leave from Tom Waits’ album, Swordfishtrombones , which is one of my favorites from him.
What a beautiful painting once again. Thank you.
You’re always welcome…