It's Sunday today. So no surprise that Shannon would not be doing anything of industry today - like most other days.

The way weather looked, nothing would be dry for another week. Shannon will be lucky if his hay doesn't rot.

Shannon comes in and says his plans for haying are delayed another week or so. It rained last night

Annie greets me with a smile. I don't say anything and in observance of the Eleventh, I don't return the smile.

Someone described me as an artist with limited funds and a drinking problem.

Having breakfast in the back kitchen. Amazing when all of the pent up emotions can evaporate with "Good morning, Tom!"

Twelfth Commandment - somewhat vague: "Thou shalt not show that thou are upset with thine Transgressor."

Eleventh Commandment - straightforward: "Thou shall not show any emotions."

In growing up in the the Presbyterian Church there were two additional commandments ...

21 days until I meet my fate. Solve the mystery Who Killed #TomThomson

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Human figures were elusive to paint. I tried but eventually took it as a sign.

Canoe Lake Forecast: 6/17/1917 High: 70F Low: 37.9F Rain: 0 inches.

Only dead things remain as they are.

1915 Thunderhead Pink Cloud Over a Lake #tt1915

Despite my awkwardness, I could do things with colour that nobody could

If you want to be a critic of mine, be familiar with the trees, rocks, lakes, rivers, have them in your bones

Out over the spaces,

The sunny, blue places,Of water and sky;

~ Wilfred Campbell

I do not philosphize nor do I analyze myself.

I stripped my life down to its bare essential.