Another cool and windy day as we dodge the heat bullet once again.
Which leads me to painting with joy.
Gathering photos for my next book and ran across this image of Geronimo, below, and his last family (he had four wives and four children) standing in his melon patch at Fort Sill in the mid-1890s. That is his son Fenton, in the center, which made me smile because I have a grandson named Fenton.
"He firmly believes in destiny and in the magic of the number four."
—S.M. Barrett on Geronimo