I returned to the garden one last time after our drive through the country & wandering around the castle. The wind was blowing & it was raining off & on, and the clouds were moving across a very bright sky very fast. This all means the poppies I loved were blowing around (and were closed for the afternoon anyway) and the light kept changing so fast I decided to paint the chickens. I enjoyed it so much that again it was like no time had passed. Finally though, I had to find the big green door and leave for the last time.