Ever have one of those days when you feel like you've been battling monsters while covered in a steamy hot blanket? Yesterday was one of those, with temperatures over 100F and 'wrongs to to make right' frayed nerves, tempers and spirits.
When I got to the B&B last night, I took a stroll around Rebecca's garden. Even at 7:30 pm, the temperatures were in the 90s ... and the mosquitoes decided I was their dessert.
I retreated into the house, tired, weary, and mind aboggle. I decided I simply didn't have the energy to 'fuss' with a painting -- and so decided to fill myself with water inside and out -- and splashed my way through a sketch of Rebecca's 'Sweet Honesty' -- now in seed.