I abandoned all my on going projects, grabbed my gear and headed out to paint yesterday. The sun was calling. It's warmth beamed through my car windows. Unfortunately it wasn't warm enough to leave my paint stained down jacket behind. I could have painted the rolling hills of the golf course, but was enamoured by the stairs on the side of this building. Perhaps next time I'll paint the famous stairs that head up the side of the escarpment; well known to the locals for getting some great exercise.