We spoke with gods and were humble

It had to be another indoor blip today. I spent yesterday having a day off, slouching between bed and sofa, reading and drinking camomile tea. I did do some work today, but didn't particularly feel like venturing out into the cold to take photos.

So here's the second of the two Babette Barthelmess paintings I mentioned on Sunday -- go there to read the story. It hasn't reproduced as well as the first one unforutnately. It was so hard to choose two; now I wish I'd bought more, though goodness knows where we would put them. We already have a massive reserve collection of art cluttering up the landing. Plenty to fall back on for more emergency indoor blips!