Does anyone still paint by numbers? I once made a fine pair of canvases––birch trees on a stream rippled by dabs of white. I
1. Not stones, not stalks, not fallen branches, nor some disturbance of water by feeding fish. On the far side of the glassy gray-brown
My boy has a convex looking glass for field excursions. I cross fingers, squeeze my eyes in silent prayer that he is not a
Bottom of the 7th the Lakeside Club down 4 to 1 against Dom Polski’s man on first & third. Dave Patterson crouches at the