I honestly don’t know if it was the one I read when I was at school or not, but I’m liking what I’ve read so far.

I suppose memory is a strange thing. I was convinced that the book I read was about a teenager who spent a summer in Verona. Maybe I’ll just read lots of books with “Verona” in the title. There are worse things to do….

Most of today was spent studying and painting olive related stuff. ( I’ll be fed up before I get started if I’m not careful.)

I decided not to paint a large painting with an olive branch and used my sketchbook instead.

After looking at lots of olive trees online I decided mine needed more leaves.

Pizza tonight including a walk through the corsa to collect a prescription. 

And someone is coming to pick up a portrait.

Cheers🍷🍷🍕