After several months in hibernation, Mr. Boogerballs emerged from his home under our backyard shed and made everything right in the world with his first trip to the clover growing under the bird feeder. It was good to see the ol' whistle pig limping around the grass yet again, and he even posed for a photo.
A recent line of thunderstorms dumped several inches of rain on the midstate and the rivers are running high and brown right now. Hopefully, they'll reside soon, revealing the springtime bounty of hungry fish. I can't wait to get out there ... but in the meantime, I'm working on some new paintings. In a very good way, the studio is very messy right now.