Easter Plein Air

I did give Daya an Easter basket this year and- as much as I love doing it, this might be the last time.

I don't think she cares at all; she didn't acknowledge it or say anything to me about it.

She's really weird with holidays- she basically won't have anything to do with them anymore.

I don't know why.  She thinks they're stupid or something.

This is especially a bummer at Christmas.

Yeah, she doesn't even like Christmas.

It's sad.

I would like to have nice holidays together but you can't force someone.

So I guess this is the last Easter basket.

I went to Central Park, hoping to paint my tree, but also aware I might have to look elsewhere.

And yep, some guy had his crap spread out in front of the tree and he was swinging a sword around.

Definitely showing off.

Definitely obnoxious.

The Squirrel of Judgement agreed with me, for once.

There are many rocks in The Ramble and I did a bit of rock climbing.  If nothing else, it is cool to stand on top of a big rock and paint.

8x10 oil

Dru sent the best Easter bunny.