Sunday, 8 January 2017
Saturday, 7 January 2017
The Christmas pudding tea cosy with the reindeer teapot have been put away. I expect I have missed a bauble or two still lurking amongst the cobwebs.
We've been watching Homeland on Netflix. We are on the last season. I shall miss Quinn. He reminds me of a friend. Rather good looking. Do you ever get that realisation that you have not heard a word that person has said because you've been too busy admiring their beauty?
I arranged with Lesley and Alli to meet at The Vine for an early evening drink. Tim arranged to meet with Si and Nick at The Vine. Steve and Ray came too. I like a gin and tonic but balk at paying £6 for one. I just want Gordons gin with cold tonic from the siphon, maybe a slice of lemon. My palette cannot tell that I am drinking Hendricks and Fever Tree with cucumber.
|A Gift of Tête-à-Tête, Pen and Wash|
Thursday, 5 January 2017
|Frost and Ice, Watercolour|
Wednesday, 4 January 2017
Tuesday, 3 January 2017
I have become a happy lazy lummox, staying up until midnight and then not getting out of bed until the sun has risen. A most enjoyable state to be in but needs to be rapidly rectified as I have guests booked in.
Tom has filled his car with Christmas gifts and left us again. Each time he goes it gives a little pull at my soul. I know he is fine, I know he is well, I know he will be ok but it still hurts just a little. I am mighty pleased I have Harriet as an Elastoplast.
James Blunt sang to me while I got the house back to some sort of order. From my internal position I could watch Brett chain sawing the dead trees blocking the light from our rose garden. I am expecting an abundance of blooms.
So sad about George Michael. He helped me through my turbulent teenage years.
Mum gave me a basket of green bulbs for Christmas that are now pink and gorgeous.
|Prepared Pink Hyacinth, Pen|
Monday, 2 January 2017
Another day, another broken resolution. No, I'm not telling. I like to keep a sense of mystery.
The Christmas decorations are being deleted giving the house a feeling of baldness.
My MiFit band is delighted with me today. At 10,000 steps I got a smiley face accompanied by a little vibrate. This was caused by a walk with Tim, Tony and Wendy with her new hip. What a stunner of a day it has been with sunshine, beautiful scenery and not-so-bad company.
Sunday, 1 January 2017
|Brume on Winchelsea Beach, Watercolour|