Travel Blog

Too windy to paint outdoors. The sky was quite bland with very few distinct clouds, and I guess I just needed to do something different. It turned out pretty bland and boring nonetheless, but at least I was playing with paint. (I think it was just that kind of day. I used to hate Sundays - a holdover from boarding school, when all we did was go to mass, study and write letters home.)

If I was going to do an imaginary fish, at least I should have made it REALLY imaginary, don't you think?

Here comes the rain from across the valley.