The ancient sentinel on the right has moved a few times since the last blog.
The height of what will be rocks in the left foreground, where the bake apples are blooming, has been shortened. Such modifications are dictated as we eat lunch on the sofa, with the fledgling painting propped up across the room so I can study its composition.
Once I get the scraggy top of the old pine washed in, then I’ll start adding other trees and shrubs on both sides of the path.
Watch for the wooden marker, telling how far along we are on this 3-kilometre trek to the boat. We’ve got to keep trudging along!