The Guardians in-situ and the dreams of birds

Cold and outside rain is falling. I was sent this photograph today from a friend I was at college with. The print came back from the framers and onto the wall in minutes I think. Looking forward to visiting it, but in the meantime it is lovely to see where it is. I love seeing my paintings in their natural habitat, or maybe I just love having a nose around other people's houses.

In rain sodden fields that freeze lapwings sleep, but something disturbs their sleep tonight. They call a sharp 'pee-wit' across the fields. Perhaps a fox. Perhaps a lapwing's unquiet dreams of night flight.