On a painting trip to Maine last June, we were getting ready for dinner, and we noticed a rainbow over the house. Not just a regular rainbow - a double rainbow. We all ran out with our cameras, but really, it did seem to be just over our house. A house chock full of artists, all happy, creative people who worked and played hard all week under this wonderful roof - it did indeed seem like we were blessed...
And is it just me or when men/guys do a painting trip they get all kind of notoriety, and women just do it quietly and under the radar...