Still Life

I took off for a couple of hours this afternoon to visit my mother - country air, neighbours stacking freshly hewn macrocarpa, an open paddock, being waved at by someone in the open-air car of the TranzAlpine, waving back, fresh veges from a box garden, masses of Persian carpets, floor dwelling, revisiting old memories, a playful puss, and an inquisitive horse. All in all very therapeutic!