Branches of Blossom

What I saw when I looked out the door this morning.
The smell of orange blossom is so evocative - of romance, weddings, tragedy; probably influenced by Federico Garcia Lorca's Blood Wedding in my mind...

All day painting again, which involves sanding and filling of course, though I did have a nap in the sun while Mike went into town this afternoon. And a walk up to the chapel, the light in the flowers...