The act of painting removes me from all that. I get so wrapped up in the process that everything else becomes insignificant. When I started to pack up I came to the realization that I was shivering from the cold and my fingertips were numb. I was also pleasantly surprised by the resulting painting.
This is the back door to a grand mansion built by Sir Alan McNab in 1835. It was built on the site of a War of 1812 fort and was named Dundurn which is Gaelic for "strong fort". It was affectionately nicknamed Dundurn Castle by Hamilton residents.