April 26, 2022 —

Another rockin’ day, short but sweet. What a string of interruptions I’ve had, today being the all important hair day. And tomorrow morning, I’m finally getting to the dentist for the first time in 3 years, credit the pandemic for that. Or blame it. Poor pandemic takes the fall for everything. Luckily, I don’t build plaque so it’s never been a problem to go this long, not that I make a habit of it. I went 17 years without seeing a dentist when I was young (age 18-35 were the blessed dentist-free years). Everyone scolded me, but I had no plaque buildup then either. Now and then you get a free pass in life. Hopefully mine is still active, I’ll find out tomorrow. What does this have to do with fine art? I’ll let you figure that one out. On that note, The Peach Tree is looking Yummee. Downright edible. I predict 3 more days till ripe.