by Henri Matisse, who died on November 3 in 1954 at the age of 84.
I had a birthday last month, and The Daughter gave me a lovely mug for Autumn:
along with some coffee and chocolates. Mine's more cozy and less exotic than Matisse's vision, but I always feel the desire for "cozy" when the weather is cold.
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