Anyway, I don't know that I'm being less lazy now than I've been, historically speaking (I've been quite lazy), it's just that somehow through this laziness a small amount of work accumulates, like a fine dust.
The other day, we were out back shoveling the driveway that comes in off the alley. At one of the far corners there's this big arthritic old tree with about half a dozen squirrels chasing all over it, chirping and swatting at each other, making a mess below them of bark and other bits of tree debris. Out in the German countryside, they don't really have squirrels and you'd be surprised how quick it is you don't miss them.
Something recently from my sketchbook. . . .
