This week’s Friday flash (or Friday drabble, as it were) is based on this photo from wiki commons.

The bay was in fine form tonight. I glanced outside, then studied my painting. It looked good. Not exactly the same, but the colors were brilliant. The perfect background for the angel I intended to add tomorrow. An angel lounging by the fence, with wings the color of ivory, and a body any man would be glad to have. Eyes like –

“Love, where are my pajamas?”

I turned, smiled. His exhaustion showed in the dragging wings and shadowed eyes. “In the dryer, dear.”

Tomorrow, I would make his eyes gleam like the moon and paint him in all his glory.