Thinking about: Papa and Point Reyes Station.

 We went to Point Reyes Station a couple of weeks ago, on one of those perfect California-seventy-degree-December days. You know the ones. We got some sunshine on us, walked in a field, and saw some beautiful new paintings by Will Thoms (my daddy!) We shared wood-oven pizzas and beer. Idyllic.

 I love Seamus's gallery-stance. I taught him that. At least he's pretending he's not going to touch the art.