This morning started out with predicted rain, which dried up early in the afternoon and then the sun came out. Even better since the late afternoon sun lights up the newly painted part of the living room and the kitchen. The middle of painting, layers of coats, cleaning up floors, bare feet and everything else can be tiring, especially if it involves intricate painting of French windows but the results are worth it, to be enjoyed for years. This brings me to the thought that in some occasion time should just stop like after painting the house, a fresh trip from the hair stylist or the freshly mowed lawn. But alas, it is downhill from the peak until, well, next time.