Moonset

Brent is visiting. Whenever he comes he wants to help out in some way to "earn his keep" as he puts it. I'd picked up paint but hadn't gotten around to doing the walls yet so this morning while I was at work, he did some painting. When I got home, he said he hadn't brought any old clothes to paint in and asked if I had any old over sized shirts that he could wear while finishing the rest of the walls. "Sure," I said, "but what did you wear painting this morning?" He hemmed and hawed a bit and I decided I probably didn't really want to know.