Oh wow.

Yeah. That's how I felt.

Indeed.

"Two words Mr. Fox. Wet Paint."

What? Not again! Mr. Foxy is going to end up looking like a weird orange and green Raccoon.

This is a really nice scene.

Well, I was trying to make it look peaceful, and idyllic, but also indicate the tensions of the approaching Winter.

Two-tone clothes are in style anyhow.

Heh! But Horizontal stripes? Gads! He'd look like a Psychedelic version of Jupiter.

Unique is good.

I went semi-retired in 2010, myself. It's a weird feeling, having enough resource command to see you through and no longer having to constantly worry about getting to work on time, making deadlines, or the thrill of a job well accomplished. S'one of the reasons I went back to work & college, but this time with what I wanted to do instead of what I had to do.

Oh good for you. I'm happy to read that. I'd really like to go back to School myself, just to learn how to use computers better and render in digital form. THAT'S What I'd LIKE to do.

Sod school. YouTube has everything you need and even college profs (the ones that don't need your money) will tell you that.

Hmmm... Then perhaps I should concentrate on upping my bandwidth and getting the newest version of Photoshop? I got the equipment, but lack the skills on how to use such effectively. Shoot... Art Center school of Design is within walking distance of the house. I've been contemplating visiting there and asking questions.

I use a $6 program I got off iTunes; a fraction of PhotoShop, with tremendous generative power.
https://itunes.apple.com/us/app/pro.....425073498?mt=8

Mhhh, I think he needs a VIP Card to my Chimera Nightclub. :3

That reads like it'd be intriguing for him, and a little dangerous. He's had some experience working at Pete's Hot Spot in charge of the fire extinguishers.

Oh I am sure he´d like to swarmed by skimpy dressed young ladies. :3

Hey now! A furry Version of "Hooters?" Or perhaps a tamer version of Reed Waller's "Kitty Korner" nightclub?

Nope, the Club is divided into the two sections. Base Section includes purchaseable drinks, strip shows (with ladies and men) and lots of nice music.
The VIP Section includes free drinks, direct contact with strippers and sexytime if you like.

lol. not much like mine. though.

my 'park bench' is inside my 'cacoon', in front of my computer.
if i lived out in the woods it would be a nice flat rock along a trail somewhere though.

i will never run out of things i want to do.
hopefully i'll never run out of the relatively small percentage of them
i actually have a means to do as well.

That makes me happy to read Themnax. It's like you've got your head well wrapped around the situation and won't be caught off guard like I was.

Yeah. And I prefer rocks over cut tree limbs because the stones don't roll. ...At least not that often.

I think stripes will look fine on him...

Hmmm... I wonder how he'd get the front side striped though.

Simple, he just has to put his clothes on backwards and sit down on a different spot before the paint dries...!

That would be a lot less painful that the "Running into a freshly painted fence" Idea I was thinking of. Of course if the slats are vertical, he could end up "Plaid".

You get so deep

That's what I like to do. Give the readers a little chuckle, then make them think a bit once they get the gag.

Yep, that's what I like in your art, it's intelligent

A bit of art, a little humor, and a dash of existential dread...

Unfortunately the park benches in my neighborhood have passed out homeless guys lying on them or on the grass next to them.

Grumble...kids today.

Yeah. Over here in Pasadena there's a couple parks where decent folks can't go to, or at least linger as they've become havens for drug dealers and "Professional Panhandlers." Also a few parks have become battlegrounds for urban gangs where being in the wrong place and wearing the wrong colors can get a person shot.

Not a good place to spend one's retirement.

Hugs. He's missing hugs.
Or maybe he left his wallet on the dresser?

Yeah. Been there... Done that... Might do it again. Perhaps going to a con and seeing old friends and making new ones would help cheer him up?

Of course.
After, you know, fixing the wet paint issue.

Awww...! It was my favorite "Going to a Con" sweater too. I guess I can dig out those old Hawaiian shirts.

Shame my dad doesn't feel the same. He retired from British Airways last year after 58 years of service - then my sister put him to work in her wedding planning business(!)

I kinda like that story. I'm not certain of what your dad did with British Airways, but I get the impression he's far happier doing what he's doing now, or at least happy to be doing something. (And hurrah for your Sis!)

He was a Cabin Service Director with the cabin crew. He retired following an accident that injured his arm whilst helping to my my granddads from a Care Home to a Nursing Home (He cut his arm falling off the trailer of the moving van - my sister's fault as she'd made me go back to a charity store to reposses some electroplated tea set pieces that got mixed up with the other stuff...if I'd been there, that accident would never have happened)

Well, Dad jokes about not knowing what retirement is now he's working for my sister...

I ve always liked park benches.

Yes. Especially if the Bench is in a nice, quiet and shady spot where one can watch the world roll by.

I share the feeling =)

HEHEHE I can understand that....

"Why is everybody looking at me like that as they pass by? Do I got spinach between my teeth or something?"

LOL something like that

Such a lovely piece of work. Is this really your retirement cause we're going to miss you sincerely.

I WISH it was my "Real" retirement. The one I had planned on with a pension and some extra money in the bank. No... It's just "Vent" art, although I might as well be "Retired" as I can't get any work here in Southern California.

If you do, we'll all miss you and wish you a great life. Your work is simply timeless.

If he needs something to do, he can start by raking up all those leaves

It's a good idea, but in the part of town I live in, if I tried that, I'd have four guys yelling at me that raking leaves is THEIR job. (And I'll bet not one of them works for the city Parks and Recreation department too.)

Having resided in Florida since I was 39 - living in a condo community for residents 55 and older - it's a strange feeling now to be at retirement age in my sixties (even though I was trying to find a full-time job I could properly retire from). And, this being south Florida in the Summer, I cannot adjust to the seasonal changes (as your foxy character is experiencing, where he is) - since every day down here feels like Summer!

If anything I hope you're retirement was the one you had planned for. Mine came as something of a rude surprise.