These trees - this light - the light moving - the great shadows of the branches - the moment so vivid I am sure it will never end - I am sure I will be able to get it *all at once* But I am anxious; I can only do so much in one day - the next day I start working at a different time - earlier - later - the trees go the way of the season and I follow -
I feed the donkeys hay in the same spot - temp them to stay longer with apples - sometime it works - The turnip patch - the shadow of the house - each small leaf following the light the circular boughs - charming.
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you can write as well as paint no doubt
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