A Painting and a Cat

I wrote this a few years back while traveling an painting through Spain.

Rust-red brick, pink and brown stone,

shadows fade, colors smear and blend,

as I sketch, out the window,

switch on the light,

hands colored again,

post-shower, post olive orchard hike,

carob trees, red clay, water,

and a cat,

in a stone window, unfazed

by camera click,

foreign language banter

or the bark of distant dogs.