Today the sun was shining and it was cold. Looks can be deceiving. I walked the little dogs so we could all get a breath of fresh air. This chill in the air is making these four walls seem closer. So, sunshine always brings new thoughts and good feelings.
I am working on an oil painting of a place that I love to go to. I am beginning to believe my genetic memory plays a large roll in bringing me back. Some of my father's ancestors come from these hills and I didn't know it till I had been coming here for years, myself.
I can see why they lived here. It is the most beautiful country and now the dam has created a very large lake where the river once ran. It feels like a little piece of heaven.
I am working on an oil painting of a place that I love to go to. I am beginning to believe my genetic memory plays a large roll in bringing me back. Some of my father's ancestors come from these hills and I didn't know it till I had been coming here for years, myself.
I can see why they lived here. It is the most beautiful country and now the dam has created a very large lake where the river once ran. It feels like a little piece of heaven.
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