<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=81439.msg3698205#msg3698205">Quote from: dragonsen on September 28, 2010, 09:48:50 pm</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I wish it was that easy with painting. Unfortunately, the time invested in painting is much more than snapping a photo.  I have to be in the right frame of mind to get through the hours needed for a good painting to be unveiled."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The larger man grunted.  "Don't forget, I sometimes have to wait for hours for conditions to be just right.  Besides that, if I run through twenty rolls of film, I might only find one or two shots I can use.  Still, I see what your saying.  Every art form has its difficulties."<br/><br/>Edna smiled at the young man as he helped her.  "Don't worry!  We'll get you painting in no time!  How do you feel about murals?  I was thinking that it would be wonderful to have a full length mural of the lake and the lighthouse along the interior wall of the kitchen!  How long would it take you to do that?"<br/><br/>---------------<br/><br/>Darien used being in the kitchen to his advantage.  He escaped out the side door and took out his pipe.  Edna did not approve of him smoking at all, but he knew that she would be beyond upset if he ever smoked inside.  He had spent a lot of cold winter evenings out on the side porch, watching the lake effect snow fall.<br/><br/>In the distance, he could see boats moving out on the lake.  It filled him with a longing.  It had been two months since he had been out fishing and the season was well under way.  Maybe she would not noticed if he slipped off early tomorrow morning.<br/><br/>OOC:  O.K., I will post the ghost story on Thursday, come Hell or high water and even if it doesn't fit, or you can all attack me with wet noodles.