I’m glad elephants don’t fly.

Lemon Hill, Fairmont Park, Philadelphia. Oil on cotton, 6 by 8 inches.  

Memorial Day Weekend in Fairmont Park. It was cool under shade. Lemon Hill Mansion was right behind me and downtown Philadelphia was about two miles to my left, and the afternoon air was echoing with the Made in America concert. The previous night “Queen B” performed. A bird pooped on me. I felt blessed. I’m glad elephants don’t fly.