Because every time I do one post…

…I immediately need to do another. It’s LiveJournal crack.

Earlier, I heard dogs howling in various pitches and thought, Oh, no, you’re not luring me out by barking at the mail carrier when we all know I’m getting nothing, NOTHING, but political flyers and solicitations for one organization or another.

I was wrong. Fedex dropped by.

Though I’m usually going on and on about only one of them here, my life is blessed with two Timothys. Way back when, Timmy provided his LJ friends a look at some of his art, and I see that I commented that I particularly liked “Lightning.”

Even though my camera is screwed up (no doubt it overheard tales of my lust for a digital SLR and is punishing me), I was able to capture evidence that “Lightning” has been renamed “Roots” and is a new addition to The Compound art gallery.

Timmy, I love you. Of course, you understand why my rush of gratitude was accompanied by hysterical laughter. You are utterly adorable and funny and wonderful. I know exactly where I’ll be hanging the painting so that I can enjoy it every day and think of your generosity (and the conversations that have made me laugh so hard). Thank you so much.

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