It’s the first day of spring. Or, officially, the spring equinox and the astronomical point at which the planetary axis corresponds to this thing we think of as a seasonal change.
I was thinking about being outside again and painting in the fresh air.
I could, in theory, paint outside year-round, but since watercolour needs water and water freezes below zero degrees Celsius, then my options are paint faster or paint inside.
Or wait until spring.
Which is today.