On 18 December 2007 I found my "north light" almost entirely blocked by a wall of snow. All night long it had snowed, drifting off the main roof onto the garage roof just below the north-facing Gallery windows. The Gallery was in gloom, as if curtains were drawn. Before I resumed my Sparrow watercolours, which I'd set up on the glass counter just under the best north light window in the building, I had to remove some snow.
After poking at it with a sponge mop until about half the window's view was cleared, I noticed that the remaining snow bank reflected more light into my "studio" than I was getting from the heavily overcast sky, so I left it like that and resumed painting.
Purple Finch compared with House Finch, for the online bird identification quiz on The Green Bird Network
Note the study skins on the left of the tray - borrowed from the research collection of the Canadian Museum of Nature. I prefer to paint from a fresh bird, but such cannot be found on demand, so I am referring to study skins and photos on the web, and drawing from my experience of having birds in the hand to paint, both dead and alive.
Fred realises that after shutting his computer down for the night and letting the dog out for her pre-bedtime tour of duty, that he'd forgotten to record this evening's Mudpuppy observations. He says "What's freedom from worry for, anyway, if not to work yourself down to a state of total exhaustion!"