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Home Page From the studio window I catch sight of the dark bare branches of oaks on the woodland bank and the brown tangle of willows following the stream below. A few streaks of pale birch break up the slope between. By the time I've grabbed a sketchbook and dug out the watercolours it has started raining in a desultory fashion. As the light fades the wood merges into an amorphous mass of smoky sepia. An old hedgerow, overgrown with ivy adds a few blobs of dark evergreen.
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