James was in Town!

So my brother James was in town for a couple of weeks over the holidays. He doesn't live around here anymore. He lives far to the West. He misses the snow, and the cold weather and the smog and the icee rain. We wishes he would have to purchase a new coat because the only thing that he even possesses that holds in any amount of heat is his leather jacket. But he wakes up to the view of the Ocean and the birds and the raccoons and the deer. But he misses the gray glaze of inversion the blocks out the sun and holds in the burning smells of pollution and exhaust. I told him to breathe in and breathe out for me once he reaches fresh air. I always think that will help. Breathe James - Breathe. Enough about James - lets talk about something interesting. Haha! I'm Joking. James spent a large part of Christmas day with me and he is puctured below wearing his Jolly old St. Jim hat. Cute aint he? And what's a day off without spending time with the bretheren? And yes these two pictures were taken a week apart and yes I think that it is a perfect coincidence that he is wearing the same exact shirt.