I painted this when my husband was dying. I would do what I could for him, and for me, when there was time, I would go to the sunlit glade, just back from the beach at Brunswick Heads. I would sit and put my head down on the wooden table and listen to the surf and the breezes through the sheoaks. It was cool and peaceful, allowing me to recover myself before the next shift.
I didn't have time to actually go there, so I painted it instead.