From the door to dad's room, large windows reveal the courtyard beyond. The autumn color is vibrant and calls to me. The very act of putting pen to paper eases my pain a little, putting the inevitable just out of view. As I pull the water brushpen across the half pans, the motion soothes the soul. I am soon finished and ready to step back to the real world. Painting number 2108 in 2108 days.
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