I've been going out to the farm with Mr. Darcy lately to enjoy the spring warmth after the blast of arctic weather we endured so long. We've got a nice rhythm of a walk, a sketch, and picking some daffodils to bring home on the way back to the car. I just turned in a big commission and have enjoyed running out a couple of times in the last few days.
He's feeling remarkably good after a dip a week ago scared me. I know we're getting near the end, but I'm enjoying every bit of his company that I can and grateful for all of it. He's a patient art companion and the best muse I've ever had.