Z is for Zombie!!

For a long, long time there was no painting.  Oregon.  Texas.  Germany.  The Balkans.  All was sleeping on cots and living out of ruck sucks and duffel bags.  Bare minimums.  No legions of little metal friends.  No fleets of resin tanks nor paint daubed hands and glued-together fingertips.  No hobby time. Somewhere in there came the co-vid or something near enough to it as made no difference.