I love experiencing a new place early in the morning, while others still sleep. With pen and ink, I walk the grounds, looking for special locations to draw. I heard the music of this water garden before I could see it, and the magic was in the painting. I quickly lose track of time while the water babbles. Only when raindrops started to fall on my work did I snap back to reality and look for cover. Rain and ink do not mix! A splendid breakfast awaited my return! Painting number 2359 in 2359 days.
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