Wild Boar Piglet by Hans Hoffmann (c.1550-1591)

This is my current background. It makes me inordinately cheery. I wonder where he saw it. Was it stuffed? Farmed? Spotted in a glade one afternoon?

That also was rather good. By rather good I mean trifling, pretty, easy and good for practicing my long rusted French. And there were umbrellas! Double entendres! Etc!

Happy truffling.