A view, not far from my cabin, on Isle Royale. It looks pretty "Christmasy" to me. Sitting on the ground painting, with a backpacker stove, and a hot cup of tea. I remember smelling the funk of soil, growth and decay. The island was full of purple fox poop. The wild blueberries, salmonberries, and raspberries provided the color. Mushrooms and orchids added to the soup, with just a hint of skunk cabbage at the back of your pallet. I would love a cup right now!