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Big Blue Chair

Last year at Thanksgiving, I posted small watercolor paintings I created in my remedial attempt to learn the art. I'll have to do that again this year because we travel at Thanksgiving, and it would be rude to excuse myself from the greater family table in order to write a proper post. I'll stay put and enjoy the turkey and stuffing and veggies and wine. I understand that after dinner, we will all be taking our wine glasses for a walk around the pond--buzzed walking, someone has called it.

While I'm doing that, you can enjoy this big blue chair.

Comments

dive said…
That looks comfy, Robyn.
You lot go walking in the cold and I'll just settle in this chair with the rest of the wine.
Happy Thanksgiving!
10:11 AM
Neponset River Bridge Dig said…
I love the big blue chair - it's very inviting. I could sit and read a good book by the fire.

Happy Thanksgiving and enjoy your Buzz - walk :)
11:06 AM
Sassy Sundry said…
I want to sit in it. Enjoy your Thanksgiving!
11:52 AM
dive said…
I'm sure it's big enough for all three of us.
Come on, guys! There's plenty of wine left!
12:04 PM
Anonymous said…
Buzzed walking indeed! That's funny Robyn and your chair is very good, beautifully stuffed.
10:32 PM
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