Time to pull out some thick novels and even thicker sweaters.

I've been rolling in the dough.

Time to drink coffee and fight a different day.

The real kicker was that I had to re-do two of the puffs because I blinked.

He's like the Mister Rogers of painting!

Say whaaaaat?

An ode to autumn: now that I've had a pumpkin spice latte, fall feels officially here.