When all else has been painted...

I had finished what I came to paint, but wasn't ready to go home, so I turned around, spotted a line of trees overhanging a bank that had been arranged with rock. Some creative soul had labored over the rock arrangement for weeks at some point in the past.  All that work deserved my attention. The light filtering through the leaves creating sunspots on the rocks was appealing, and I had the time. Why not? Improvement is needed in the study, but I do like that rock wall... just may come back.

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