Few places are as peaceful as a pond for painting. Still waters, birds flying from tree to bank, and the gentle ripple of the surface keep me company as I work. The wildlife notices me not, so still I am as I capture the landscape. It is restorative to spend time alone, immersed in nature, one with the landscape as I lay down each brushstroke. Though my painting window is short, it is surely a little slice of heaven in the midst of a busy day. Painting number 1834 in 1834 days.
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