ok - a confession. on days like yesterday. the first bright sun. hot melting. snowbanks receding hour to hour. i go outside and smash snow. it's a compulsion that many of us newfoundlanders have. up and down the street you can here the shovels. the crunching. the snow hitting the street in scoopfulls. i don't "fling", i just "loosen" and let it slide. it feels so good... 
my goal for the weekend (other than getting my taxes done) was to finish the black background of the large mat. not quite but almost...
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