Painted outside this morning in the mist, which gradually swelled to droplets, until a light rain eventually nudged me inside. I rearranged my corner of the studio to take better advantage of the light by the window. Laura and I worked side by side all day, and before we knew it it was 5:00 pm. The light has been constant and mellow these past couple of days. The mist rises and falls like a long deep breath in and out, covering the fields and the horizon in turn. A veil shifting in the wind. Time stands still on days like this.
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