You'd think with all this fruit around I'd feel a little healthier. What you can't see is the glass of red wine that's just off to the right of this composition. The wine kept on evaporating. Must be the oppressive heat in this country. Whatever; you've probably gathered that this was an evening's work rather than the morning. I don't have to exshplain my drinking habitsh to you. You don't care. You never leave commentsh on my poshts, nor nuthin'. Hic.