My piece either reminds me of Henri Rousseau’s piece or his piece influenced my piece. It is kind like the chicken or the egg. No matter, I love Henri Rousseau’s work and I rather like this piece. There you have it on this long weekend during the pandemic. I guess it is time to remember. I know it is suppose to be to remember our dead, but for nights now I am remembering things from my past. I mean big time remembrances. What is going on? I am remembering things I have not thought of for years.