Last Light

Supper was a bit late tonight because the pull of colour in the west was too powerful to resist. I knew about magnetic north but I hadn't considered the idea of magnetic west until just now. That must have been it.

Tomorrow we hang the guild's winter show ready for Friday, Saturday, Sunday. It's a particularly satisfying task.

M had a stroke last night. She's stable and under heavy sedation after emergency surgery to remove a clot in her brain. She has been my painting companion for many years and my friend for much longer than that.