My artisty-type friends are posting a lot of paintings depicting spring leaves — my mind keeps going to O. Henry’s “The Last Leaf.” (And of course it takes place in November in New York City.)
You can find it right here at East of the Web, if you’re interested.
And East of the Web, with which I’m only now getting acquainted, seems like a terrific site.
And why not? I’m a sharp guy.
Food, a nice place to live in a city that I love, a wonderful girl and loads of good friends. A good portion of the world is not so lucky.
Perspective is a good thing.
Eschewing the Oxford comma — that’s something else I’m thankful for.
Paramount Pictures.
Your absence ever leaves me sour,
annual absconded hour —
that vexing day when March exhibits
sixty fewer sleeping minutes.
Subtract an hour of labor, please!
But leave to me my precious Z’s!
— Eric Robert Nolan
“Dawn.” Oil.
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 