It was a cold 2 degree, grey day when I set off to walk George. I found myself at Etton where I stopped to look at the building work on the old public house, The Light Dragoon. The pub had been closed for a long time and when building work started I was anxious that the building might be converted to housing as so many old pubs are. However, I discovered it was going to remain a pub. Wonderful news. It will be another venue to stop at after a painting trip. Indeed, I also discovered a link with the developer which was very pleasing. I saw this stack of bales on the road to Etton West Wood farm where I dropped off a calendar. The stack is like an old friend as I painted it last year in the autumn. I walked George, off his lead, along the quiet road. The weather forecast was for rain but I thought I would chance it. However the rain did arrive necessitating a quick finish. I had got enough done to leave it as it was, perhaps it lacks a little rigger detailing but I am happy with it. It captures the moment. The mid winter colours are grey sky dull yet there is some colour. My fingers became very cold and for a while I actually wore gloves. As I stood looking, observing the subtlety of the colours I experienced a moment of mindfulness, a meditation of being with nature, in a way both physically and emotionally isolated, a reset.
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