Coloring My Mental Walls

Our new place does not have internet as yet making posting include taking the time away from house remodeling projects and maintaining relationships to take a 20 minute trip to the free access point of McDonalds.  I have a lifetime of experience of purposely avoiding fast food and now I am looking forward to the time there.  The problem is that I like to start work after breakfast (painting is the task that I have the most experience with) and after a day of work, I am not functioning at optimum brain power. Without my morning ritual of reading and reflection, I notice a negative difference in my daily interactions.  The best I can do is to associate each stroke of the brush to thoughts of my father.  Painting was the trade that put food on the table for us before he died. (He was thirty-five at death and I was only six years-old.)  So little I know about him but I understand the work he did.  Although I cannot say that I enjoy painting, it is one method of making a connection with the first man I loved.