There Is Always A Blip

Today was the opposite of yesterday.  I have hardly stepped out of the house.  Misty rain and cold temperatures.  This morning on blip I saw this Rocker Abstract  and it reminded me to look around.  The weather may be stopping me from getting the kind of blip I wanted but there is always a blip waiting.  I give you abstract dinning chair. 
The forester has put his talents to work on making pork brawn.  I have avoided looking at the process.  It started with cooking a pigs head in the oven.