Tuesday in the Mosquito Grove

My view was not toward Andrea but to the right and toward the valley below. A little Pine Marten, whose borrow was very near, popped out to squeak at me, several times (this is not my photo, alas, but he looked just like this). I am sure he was making pithy remarks about my painting.
And of course, there were the mosquitoes- everywhere. Two huge bites on my neck are just now beginning to heal. Ha! Vampire mosquitos. Obviously, artist lovers, but not ART lovers.

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