Sunday 14 December 2014


As a child we often went skiing at night. 
I loved the glow of snow in the indigo landscape.
I am not sure if the falling soft, wet flakes made a noise
but I seem to remember a faint sensation 
of whispering sound all around us.


Watercolour 5"x3"
www.dailypaintworks.com

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