After a tough morning at the gym, I was ready to unwind. With the temperature hovering 70, and an overcast, windless day, the conditions couldn't be better for painting. This garden had been on my mind, I even woke up thinking I would paint here this morning. It is a cool, secluded garden, the stone path winding through in a poetic way. Perennials and annuals newly planted, line the beds, and the steps lead to Margaret's Pond. With birdsong and leaf rustle to serenade me, I spent a tranquil afternoon capturing this scene in oils. Painting number 2333 in 2333 days.
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