5x7 acrylic on canvas
Burr-r-r-r-r! It's cold here this morning, colder and cold longer than we're used to. I smell like the cedar chest. I opened up the old, scarred chest for the first time in ages to find my own remaining wool sweater. I've owned it long enough that it's thigh-length, in today's current fashion!
The geckos are hiding and the palms are looking a little peaked, but the sky is blue and the sun is shining brightly. I'm hoping that the orchids will make it through this cold spell on their own. The last time it was this cold I brought them into the house along with a resident snake. Won't do that again!