I am NOT a sunshine lover! You shall NOT find me lying on a towel catching rays to tan. And I do NOT love the sun kissing my window, warming my bed room…

So, I woke up early this morning. And even with the fan blowing my peejays up and to the side and over my head, I was still sweating with summer heat. Let me put this into perspective: it was 07:32. Not like it was the hottest time of the day yet. Not by far. The sun is just so extremely obtrusive that I long for a mediterranean house with thick and solid stone walls, plastered white with tiny winy windows and olive trees and orange trees to create some shade. I long for siësta and sleep through the warmest hours as if they do not exist. And at night, when a cool evening breeze carresses the streets, I shall come out of my cave and socialize and be elegant.

But until I have my mediterranean house with olive and orange trees, I can only long for autumn to bring me her cool winds…and so, this morning at 07:35 I set out to paint my ode to autumn…in autumn colours…warm olive, aubergine and teal…

Oh, and did I ever tell you how I fantasize of living on a Scottish island somewhere with rough weather and mean winds and rough seas…..or Iceland….or Greenland….or Labrador. I’d love that kind of battle with nature. So much easier to withstand than the ruthless heat of the sun!