It's snowing here. It's been so cold lately. I just shut down my work email for the night and came to sit in my studio. The painting above is actually quite big (16 x18) and is laying on a shelf waiting for ...well, I'm not sure what she's waiting for... but I looked at her just now and thought, perhaps she's waiting for summer. Somewhere it is summer. Maybe I should send her off to someone who lives somewhere there is summer so I can live vicariously through her.