I need a good day!
But then, I suppose, so do we all. It's just that there seem to be no glimmers of light anywhere...
The Castle in the Snow. I remember a couple of days when the Prefects' Lawn was blanketed with a foot of white stuff. The falling flakes drifting past the arched door facing the gatehouse, with its porte-couchere behind never admitting carriages, was not painted in primaries, but this is sort of symbolic. Cover images from collections are there to showcase, but are also there because they are NOT for sale. I intend to keep some of my favourites back for the Ferris Foundation. Some hopes!