My not-so-secret internet crush says things to his dog. Occasionally I re-read his post on the subject and pick a new favorite. Tonight it is this one:
"I wonder if it would be possible to breed fireflies indoors all year long and have them hovering around in the bedroom at night."
I worked today, I made my painting, I watched "A Face in the Crowd," and now I am headed out to sit in the back yard with my dogs and some citronella candles. I'll be back up and painting early tomorrow, but in the meantime, I like to imagine Brad saying things to Wendell, and I'll likely edit the ridiculous things I tend to say to Wilson and Parker a bit. If only there were fireflies out tonight - but sadly, I haven't seen any.
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