Journal52, Day 16

Day 16. After my bad day yesterday, today's work is back to optimistic again. My studio overlooks the garden planters and into the woods. For a brief moment early today, the sun broke through the clouds and an area of dried weeds was suddenly in the spotlight. It faded before I could grab my camera, so I tried to paint it instead. My colors don't really capture the gold of that little bit of sun and how lovely it was on an otherwise dreary winter day. But I dream of days when it will return, and when those dry weeds will be replaced by new green growth, and think of spring.