A high school class mate was kind enough to keep a painting that I did back then for an English assignment. I wanted to discard it at the time, but she asked for it and saved it all those years. I am grateful to her. She recently found my blog, and asked if I wanted the painting back. Of course, and now I am burdening you with it. What strikes me, beside my musings then, is that my paint handling, especially in the sky, is not that different from the pastel painting I did a couple days ago.