Portrait and a Plein Air Artist, Sharon Weaver is also my son-in-law’s mother.
This afternoon I walked up to the front steps and saw a package on the stoop. I read the return address and thought it looked like a box for artwork, stamped “fragile” .
Imagine my surprise when I unwrapped it and saw myself, Knitting.
Thank you for the magnificent painting, Sharon. I can tell you put a lot of 
in it. A happy birthday present, indeed!