Yesterday I wanted to capture something of the evening just outside my window. It will remind me, when I leave here, of the changing colours of the leaves and the blue sky above the roof of the house. The colours are there in my paintings but back in Wales in the depths of winter I need to know that here, in October, the sky really was that colour.
I have learned a new word -autan - it's the wind that blows around the house hurling pots from terraces. It's a hot wind and this is the strangeness of it. I expect any minute to see a sand storm!
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