Early morning start. Too many blank pages to fill, still, so trying to paint as the light falls into the day. It is peaceful then. No phone calls or demands from a sleeping world. Just peace and this morning the steady drumming of rain on the roof.
Already decisions have had to be made.
1. What colour to paint a lion's wings.
2. To wait for the rain to stop to walk the dogs.
3. What to wish for.
Later, after hours spent painting, listening to music, radio, dvd, looking out of the window at times ( and the weather vane looked glorious with the moon behind it, sailing over the house)....
...the painting was almost finished and I was almost at the point of crossing off another blank page.