Chair in the Window
This has been a favorite photo of mine for some time. It was taken in a bed and breakfast castle and is a view from our room out onto the small vinyard. It is in Chorey, France, and was an unexpected find. We slept with these windows open on a warm spring night. It's far off the beaten path, south of Dijon.
I sat in this chair for awhile before sunset as a gentle misty rain fell and the frogs began to croak. It was so quiet. So quiet. I could almost hear the hooves of a horse drawn carriage coming up the path as if 200 years past were that very evening.
I want to sit there now. It's why I painted it.
It's always an adventure...