I passed his way most every day that year during the fall. On this particular day I gathered
a little courage and stopped. He had most of what I needed for my pantry: honey, pickles, etc.
But the thing I really wanted most of all was to paint him. He agreed to sit for a portrait and
I was grateful.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
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