What better way to idle an afternoon away than with a paintbrush in your hand, grass between your toes & birds singing sweet songs in your ears.
& yes, the easel was positioned right by my hammock & yes, I did, for a little bit, close my eyes & sway in the breeze, just for a little bit x
(& no, I have not 'done' anything to his eyes. They really are that blue.)
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Our blue-eyed angel -nannyR
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