It seemed unusually cold when I woke up, and when I checked the thermostat it read 41 degrees. That'a a little chilly for indoor temperature, even for me. I had obviously run out of fuel. I often wish that I could meet my old neighbor in Newburgh again and compare "if it's not one thing it's another" stories with her. In any case, I had to call the fuel company ( $75.00 extra to restart the furnace) and shovel the intake pipe out. I'm waiting for the technician now to restore the furnace to functioning.
Meanwhile, I decided to take a picture of myself. I noticed the self portrait I did of myself several years again the hall, and thought it might be time to bring myself up to date. I placed a mirror against the wall in my studio and took several shots. This one shows the reality of things more than the others. but I will most likely use one of the others when I paint myself. They are all more interesting because the light from the window obliterates a lot of the figure, or at least obscures it. I can't wait to get started.