A day to be indoors: it’s warm out there…and we’re tired.

We’re catching up on accounts, straightening up the house, putting things where they belong (some stacks since March)—and in general are having a clean-up day. I’m anxious to get started on the mural for the garage wall: a little trepidatious—ever since I did a background for the big aviary we had down in Oklahoma, Jane has had a notion I do nice landscapes.

Plus my highschool art teacher, the redoubtable Velma, had us learn art history by doing the styles of various eras and cultures. (Egyptian