Today my aunt had an art exhibit opening and tonight is her 60th birthday party.  Relatives have flown in from California for todays events.  I packed up and came to Peacham for the weekend to join in everything.  I made it half way through the exhibit event before I had to find a dark corner to hide away in.  I just can't seem to be on my feet for much more than an hour before I start to go under.  I had to pass on the dinner party, and ask to be driven home.  Gawd, what a literal party-pooper.   Glad I got to see her paintings at least.  Now it's time to medicate myself with wine.

Here are two faves, both of my grandfather as a young child