“My sister Emily loved the moors. Flowers brighter than the rose bloomed in the blackest of the heath for her; out of a sullen hollow in a livid hillside her mind could make an Eden. She found in the bleak solitude many and dear delights; and not the least and best-loved was – liberty.”~ Charlotte Bronte
I can’t believe that 70 days of painting these little skies have already passed. The act of making them has become such a part of my daily routine and a very welcome time in my day.