The New Workshop

I know, there is work still to be done outside on the bungalow as can be seen through this window, but in spite of bright sunshine, the wind is bitingly cold man.  Me fingers were freezing up, couldn't hold anything.  The alternative?  Retire to the garage workshop and make some painting canvases for the artist in residence.  This time linen stretched on wooden frames.  Not as cold in here with a heater fan blowing hot air up my trouser legs.