Raw, adjective: 9. disagreeably damp and chilly, as the weather or air

An old friend sent a card last week with a print of this painting and I was reminded how much it's one of my very favorites:

"Flaming June," 1895, by Frederick Leighton.

Love the warmth, the burning salmon-colored fluidity of her dress, and the languid summer afternoon energy in the pose and in the light. Just what I need right now on another wet and windy San Francisco day.

Foot's healing slowly but surely. Can't happen quickly enough. In the meantime, how 'bout those Oscars? Glad for Martin Scorsese, even more glad for Alan Arkin, and a big fan of the impromptu Will-Jack-John musical. Hot. How can you not love those guys?

My only complaint: what the hell were those shadow puppets about? They were cool the first time, but after that...eh.

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