Sometimes I can't leave well enough alone. Took home "Hogtown Hussies Study #7" and took another couple scratches at it. Thought that blank space at left looked a little blank. Couldn't resist.
"Hogtown Hussies Studies #7 and #8."
Too far? I never know.
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On my way to yoga this morning at 7 a.m.
I hate yoga and everyone who goes there, but it's the only thing that unlocks my neck and back. Meanwhile, a big storm rolled in and I got this on the way back:
"Saguaro In The Storm"
So I guess I have yoga to thank for both pictures.
"The world is but canvas to our imaginations."
—Henry David Thoreau
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