It's funny how fast you can move, artistically speaking, when the painting muse comes to you. Or any muse for that matter. Nevertheless, I've flown this evening after supper and the Young Master's bedtime, and the three Suren suttleresses are nearing completion. If all goes well, I ought to be able to start on their tent and provisions for sale on Friday after Thanksgiving. The finished vignette should be really something I think. And now, gentlemen and ladies, I bid you good night.