The lucky 13th post and in a similar vein of the last, it is about beauty. This morning I woke up on a Seattle Hill due to cat sitting for a friend and was gifted with one of the most amazing sunrises I have yet experienced here. Being up on a hill makes the Olympics seem even larger than they do from downtown. I drew open the shades and was greeted with light gloaming the morning sky, silohetted mountains with the beginnings of color dust and perfectly framed within was a crow on a wire. I sense a painting stiring. I tried to google an image that came close but not a single one did so of course I have no choice but to start a new painting...