The other morning our neighbor, Charlie, phoned excitedly and told us to look at the buttermilk sky. So we ran outside with our phones and saw this:
I'd heard the term before, but never knew what it was. Thank you, Charlie!
It has really been the most gorgeous autumn around here. Morning walks are a treat.
So are late afternoon walks.
Dusk is nice, too.
And back in the studio, the stashbusting continues. I never thought I'd find a use for that awful pink, but voilà!
I'm loving my deep dive into four shafts.