Bitter cold out this morning. Went for a walk and almost turned back to put pants on. That would be long pants as opposed to no pants. Checked the thermometer when I got back and it was a tepid 64.9 degrees on our back porch. Brrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Actually it's the nicest morning in a very long time out here on the Sonoran Desert.
Came back from my daily walk with Peaches and grabbed a pinecone sequence out of my reject pile. It had potential but it somehow wasn't strong enough. Decided to punch up the shaman set piece and also add more color to the Apache runners. Here is how the sequence looked at 7 A.M.:
And here it is after the tweak:
The shaman is saying, "Bring me the seeds of your manhood." Okay dokay. We'll do, say the little In-dins and the pale Irish kid who brings up the rear.
"I think a hero is an ordinary individual who finds strength to perservere and endure in spite of overwhelming obstacles."
—Christopher Reeve
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