I start this episode with an impassioned plea to my flat sisters. After that, we meet 22 year survivor and brilliant artist and my best pal, Marcia Connolly.

Here is her picture, Spring.

 

Here is Summer. Notice the birds on her lap and her shoulder.

Here is Fall. See the songs coming out of the bird's beaks? There is one singing on the roof of the building in the background, too.

And, Where She Steps, She Makes the Grass Grow

And, still a work in progress, the Bob Whites. He's singing to his love and the letters are backwards because he's singing to her, not paying attention to us. And the woman way in the background is hearing the song.

And finally, me and my pal.