...well not exactly, but close. For those of you who are familiar with my calendar, you might recognize the month of June in this photograph. The painting is of my parents backyard, and my mother loved it so much that she framed it and hung it above her bed. It is a real coup, because when I was growing up, most of the artwork I brought home ended up in the closet or the garage. I guess this means my artwork is moving up in the grand scheme of things!