More white wall painting on a cooler, more dull day. Infinitely more difficult than the textured but plain walls of the pre-holiday planned painting. This is a daft job. One that should be done in the winter when the plants are dormant. But that does not fit in with my, self-imposed, end of June deadline. Everything planty is pulled forwards and pushed to one side.  This blog is being written while paint dries. I can already predict that there will be a lack of paint that will call time on this project.

White walls and morning sun make interesting photos. The one below fails on many photographic rules and parameters but I really like it.

And then just like that a cloud and shadow changes everything.

Since the Greek holiday I have been enjoying playing around with my digital camera and my phone. They talk to each other now. I love the unpredictability of their relationship.

All funny little observations against white walls. Which I must now return to.