Amid the changing BC weather, we have some good sunrises here. I've been photographing them, the sky orange beyond the blue mountains and the mist rolling through the black shapes of cedars, over the fields of red-stemmed blueberry bushes.
This morning brought a slash of orange among the rapidly shifting grey clouds. I caught myself thinking "if I had my paints here, I'd have a go at that" - and realised that I did have one tube of paint and could have a go.
ok, it sure ain't art - but it's more valuable than the photographs, because some prolonged looking and thinking, and interaction, is involved.
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