It was so windy yesterday. The gusts were so hard that a few people flew away like plastic bags dancing in the sky. Some just got grit in their teeth. I cruised about a foot off the ground all the way home.
Also, I met Annabella Piugattuk of "The Snow Walker". She was enduring interviews at the Bearclaw Gallery with the local media. Tired and petite, is the way she described herself.
The sun shines a glowing gold through my window as I paint. Gorgeous.