I will resist the overwhelming temptation to yap about "When you have lemons, make lemonade."

But faced with soon-to-be fossilized lemons, drying out in a glass bowl in the sun, it seemed the only sensible thing to do, cliches notwithstanding. The addition of the protective eye-gear was the sprout's idea. 

Definitely the ideal time of day in our kitchen for color drenched photos. No subsequent paintings resulted, at least not yet, but the photo shoot was entertaining.

Okay, if a lame painting on too-thin paper in an old Moleskine book is a first step toward a more creative year for me, it is done. And posted. How unexpectedly wacky is that?