And speaking of abundance...

There's a new poem from Joe at Compasses.  In answer to my asking what I should draw, a whole late Christmas stocking full of darkly glittering things which make my fingers itch most greedily.  There are divinely sharp pencils, spiral shells, bread and apples and tangerine peel, a lacquered box and an open book.  It's a delight, go and read it.

Which was why I started posting today, then I got distracted.