Painting day to myself in the sun. Four new ones begun. Cleaned up now and not wondering what to do next. No idea, and I’m pretty used to it. Or so it feels, today.
Stage 1 of Bega valley area and Bega itself.
Stage 1 of a creek to sea inlet, I think.
Stage 1 of highway bridge at Scrubby Creek rest area.
Stage 2
7.55 PM
Vehicles pouring in. Young people and per usual the girl(s) is the loudest and most thoughtless about disturbing us here. Laugh giggle yell as though only they exist, they’re the centre of attention, and arrogant about making their presence known.
A Jucy van seemed problematic but went yonder. Seem fine.
Arriving as it’s getting dark.
Evening
Some people have bigger rigs than brains.
But I got a good sleep and the mayhem around wasn’t disruptive.
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