Today finds me painting the south side of the old milk barn, and loving every minute of it. This place is full of family memories, and just standing in this spot ties me to those who have gone before me. There is something so comforting in that, even as the memories cloud my vision. It is my honor and privilege to bring life to this winter landscape with my paints. I love this place. Painting number 2918 in 2918 days.
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