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Chapter 6 - A Bothy, An Artist, A Dream Fulfilled
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2021-06-03 23:10:32Life has a weird of working out as Patina discovered, especially, now that Eric is prosecuted, and has to serve a fair stint in jail. She applied a stroke of emerald blue before marvelling at the deer frolicking in the grass. A yearling started licking the edge of her canvas so Patina gently nudged it back with the palm of her hand. From her vest pocket she gave the yearling silage to chew on instead. Patina gathered her brushes packing them away one by one to be cleaned once she has finished up the final touches to her landscape. The clouds rolled in casting shadows across the valley, Patina dabbed out the air bubbles on the painting smoothing them over. She held a bottle of setting spray, giving the canvas a once over, before removing it from the easel. She put the landscape inside before clearing away the rest of her art supplies. The deer were retreating to the woods with a few stragglers still playing around in the grass.
She took pictures of each landscape before uploading them to her laptop, she scribbled a few notes onto a piece of lined paper before turning on the coffee maker. She took a pile of business cards, and put each card into an envelope before she slid them into individual packets. Patina is still in the process of setting up her online art store and, in commemoration of her grandparents she called it "The Brilliant Boomers." Her eyes watered as her lips curled up. She recalled the awful jokes her grandfather used to tell, and how her grandmother mocked them at every opportunity. She dried her eyes with a piece of kitchen towel before sitting down at the table with a cup of coffee. She admired the mountains just behind the treeline through the window as she enjoyed her steamy beverage.
Patina had her art, and her Bothy, in the end all she needed were the things she had always wanted.
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