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Wednesday, 31 January 2018

Wednesday, 31st January 2018 - Restoration at Bluebells

Hetty and Bella skedaddled merrily into school.

Between Harriet and myself we got Herbie's car seat assembled. Herbie and I behaved in the back of the car on our way to Tenterden. It was a busy few hours. Following the arranged appointments we squeezed in a coffee, green cake and a trip to Waitrose. Reduced items are always a pleasure to acquire. We got lots.

While Tim was out practising his Morris steps I caught up with Call the Midwife. It was joyous and heartbreaking. It's good to release those tears.



Restoration at Bluebells
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
22cm x 19cm

Tuesday, 30 January 2018

Tuesday, 30th January 2018 - Personal Shopper

I poached some good eggs this morning.

Sarah and I returned to Arthur's. We were both a little late. I got stuck in a queue in the chemist. Sarah was a more upsetting delay. A couple of dogs chased the sheep they have on the farm. Nigel put one out of its misery. Very upsetting. We did get to sample the bacon sandwich. It was delicious. They don't have a very extensive menu maybe that is to come. We discussed the perils and joys of having children and grand children.

I wanted to make some playdough. The high quantity of cream of tartar always seems an odd ingredient but it gives a lovely silky texture when kneading. Unfortunately, the only food colour I have was pink - the girls are against anything girly at the moment.

Mum was trying to explain to me about this talking computer you could get that isn't a computer. "An Alexa?", I said. She didn't realise we have three in the house.

I came across an article, I will confess it was on Facebook, about a guy who got his restaurant to number one on Tripadvisor. The amazing thing was he didn't have a restaurant and it was all done through reviews. He had many phone calls from people wanting to book. Quite scary how gullible we can be.


Personal Shopper
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
22cm x 18cm

Monday, 29 January 2018

Monday, 29th January 2018 - WOKAS Committee Meeting

Our Weald of Kent Art Society has grown too large for the round table at The White Lion in Tenterden. We now meet at my kitchen table. Loads discussed today. Exhibitions - two this year, demonstrators, painting days, loads of stuff. There were quite a few 'apologies for absence'. All the better for delegation. Someone has to do it.

I have a guest. An old regular. He is not old. He had some interesting stories to tell. I read somewhere that by conversing you live longer. I wonder if that includes talking to myself.

My progress at my art class is advancing at a sloth like pace. That is what happens when you are a lazy lummox and don't do any homework. Two hours of precious absorption. Glorious.

I need to go to bed so no time for colour this evening. Some of us have to work in the morning.


WOKAS Committee Meeting
Pen
140lb NOT
25cm x 15cm

Sunday, 28 January 2018

Sunday, 28th January 2018 - Garden Fauna - No Flora Yet

I dropped my Christmas secateurs in the pond. I was cutting back the brambles. They just slipped from my hand. The pond is so bounteous with weed they rested on top. My secateurs are now recovering with a good dose of WD40.

Herbie is working on an excellent Paddington stare. His blue eyes are incredibly appealing. He has Harriet's chin.

I had some pink plastic, slip-on, garden shoes. After many years of containing my sweating feet and a good chew from Hugo they have failed me and leak. I told this terrible state to Tim yesterday. Today, even on a Sunday we get Amazon post, I had a new bronze pair delivered. The old ones are in the wheelie bin ready for collection tomorrow.

Excellent and well done to gorgeous Federer. I was sorry not to have watched his moves on court. I had an important appointment with my husband in the garden.

I am not satisfied with my picture this evening. I have purged myself with frustration and ripped it up. It is where it belongs in the recycling bin. Off for a second attempt. I wont be long.

Here you go.



Garden Fauna - No Flora Yet
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
28cm x 20cm

Saturday, 27 January 2018

Saturday, 27th January 2018 - Now Detached

I had a phone catch up with Mum. She is in a buoyant mood. A letter from the cardiologist reassured her that her state of decline could possibly be inclined with a few beta blockers. Also a trip to see the practice nurse to get some cream had the added bonus talk to Dr C who told her she didn't have a mouth infection, it was sore from eating extra strong mints. All good and happy at present.

Monty Don disappointed me last night. He was in India visiting many of the places we went to. Where was the superabundance of people and noise, the poverty, the traffic, the mammoth piles of rubbish, goats, pigs, cows and big mice amongst the beauty?  Sue Perkins portrayed it much more akin to the way we found it. The worst part was seeing him riding a ridiculously painted elephant. Surely his is not that ignorant not to know how they are ill treated. Oh dear Monty!!!

Tim got his tools out. While he pruned and sawed I tried to keep up with clearing the branches by dragging them down to the bonfire. I have found a use for learning how to throw the javelin at school. it is a great method of getting the tree limbs atop the bonfire.

Three hours of manual work and we needed our slow cooked duck to recuperate.

Tom and I are still alcohol free.


Now Detached
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
30cm x 20cm


Friday, 26 January 2018

Friday, 26th January 2018 - Paynes Grey Weather

Sarah and I had research to do today. We needed to try out the new cafe in Cranbrook Arthur's. I was not terribly impressed. I enquired as to whether the Victoria sponge was sandwiched with cream, and told yes - sooo disappointing that it was butter cream. Sarah did foresee my disappointment when she pointed out that it was not kept in the fridge. Sarah had an ok tea cake. It was chilly too. We saw the savoury menu on our exit. Are we brave enough to try again? There is a comfort in the familiar ambience of Cocolicious. I think we will return to test out a bacon roll. Arthur, a black spaniel, was rather gorgeous and incredibly well behaved staying predominantly on his bed. We invited Pippa to join us and help her celebrate her birthday but she was in Biarritz eating gallet du roi. I have just googled it, butter, eggs, almonds, pastry.... I think I would like that better than a slice of sponge.

A couple of our neighbours sheds were broken into last night. They were padlocked/locked. Be vigilant.

If it is going to be this cold I would like a dusting of snow.



Paynes Grey Weather
Watercolour and Ink
140lb NOT
22cm x 18cm

Thursday, 25 January 2018

Thursday, 25th January 2018 - Ready Grown

Hetty and Bella this morning!!! It was time to leave for school. Putting on shoes should be a simple task. Not when hopping, giggling, falling about, hiding under the table, behind the chair and/or door, shoes on the wrong feet, shoes on the wrong child with Grandma trying to be stern. How I love these two little bright sparks in my day. It would dull world without them. Gorgeous, gorgeous girls.

Tim is back from Chicago. We diverted on our way home into Bumbles to get some seeds. They seem horrendous in price. Do you know you can pay up to £3.40 for a packet of broad beans? Oscar broad beans cost me £1.99. The Boston dwarf/french (multitasking ones) beans £2.99. Richard has given me some runner bean seeds. I mustn't sow them until April. It says so on the envelope. They are called 'Enorma'. I am looking forward to watching them grow very much.

At Adam and Eve's we filled our bag with wonderful fresh fruit and vegetables. Someone else sows, grows and tends to their every desire. Then they pick them and display them so I can choose what I want when I want. No gluts, no black fly on the broad beans, no caterpillars in the lettuce, no slugs on the courgettes, no eccentric carrots, no onions no bigger than when I planted them, no green tomatoes, no watering, no feeding, no weeding, no digging or picking needed. Where is the fun in that?

I love my vegetable patch. I look forward to a mighty fine year of vegetables you would never find on the shelf in Tescos.


Ready Grown
Pen, Watercolour and Ink
140lb NOT
27cm x 18cm

Wednesday, 24 January 2018

Wednesday, 24th January 2018 - Three Great Grand, One Grand and Nanna

Yes, after a few hours of calculations I have done my part of my tax return. I now hand it over to my man to finalise. When he gets back from Chicago. 'The windy city' - he will feel no difference in climate when he returns.

Mum is not going to the care home. She has decided she is not ready yet. Good plan.

Hetty, Bella and I got drenched, soaked through, dripping wet on our short walk from school to the car. It would have put me in a rather miserable mood. The exuberance of a four and six year old jumping in puddles and trying to catch rain drops on their tongue prevented any such demise.

Brett is off to dinner at the pub. I am going next door. Harriet and I are having a film night and watching Love Actually with popcorn and M&M's - I ate all the liquorice. It it a Christmas present from Harriet. I think Herbie maybe joining us too.



Three Great Grandchildren, One Grandchild and a Nanna
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
24cm x 18cm


Tuesday, 23 January 2018

Tuesday, 23rd January 2018 - Tax Return in Progress

I am a little upset. I have killed my sourdough starter. It started growing thick grey mould. I may have overfed it.I may have underfed it. It is now down the sink and heading its way to the septic tank. Could be interesting.

Alexa stopped working. How am I going to dim the lights and turn the electric blanket on?

How did my art class go?  Fantastic. For two hours I immersed myself in art oblivion.

Mum has booked herself into a care home for a week. I hope she comes out again. I think she will find the lack of independence outweighs being looked after. Not being able to make tea when the fancy takes her maybe her biggest frustration.

Alexa is back. I turned her power off then back on. I use this method frequently for various devices.

If you are doing your tax return (there are just eight days to submit before you get fined) I suggest a large packet of Tescos liquorice for dipping into. They help concentration and keep your spirits up.



Tax Return in Progress
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
28cm x 18cm

Monday, 22 January 2018

Monday, 22nd January 2018 - Discreet Primula

The sun was beaming through the windows. I opened the back door and gleefully took to the garden in just my shirt sleeves - not that warm. I came back in for my coat and wellies. The sun was being decidedly deceptive today.

My primulas are flowering the best they can. Really not that great yet. Stunted leaves and very few blooms.

I am all at a loss with my art class project. I don't know what I am doing or how to do it. Hopefully by the time I return this evening my mind will be clarified. Here I go.....


Discreet Primula
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
25cm x 14cm

Sunday, 21 January 2018

Sunday, 21st January 2018 - Happy 60th Nick

Brett knows a good sci-fi film or two. I asked for his advice for one to watch last night. Maze runner was the one he recommended. It sped up my knitting. I was relieved to make it to the morning without being attacked by zombies. It was a good choice but no film will be as good as a Terminator one.

I am in love with Adam's voice.

Following the rain there was snow then rain again. Is it really that cold out there? After dragging the recycling up the drive I can say .... yes, it is.

Tim and I have been invited out to lunch. Tim being in Chicago will be missing the celebrations. I painted Nick a picture.



I always feel it is rather decadent going out for lunch. The Bell and Jorrocks served us a fine roast beef. The cinnamon ice-dream was delicious. I had a thoroughly good time. It was good to see Alli out of bed.


Happy 60th Nick
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
20cm x 17cm

Saturday, 20 January 2018

Saturday, 20th January 2018 - After Coffee, Cake and a Sausage Roll

I woke to find a text message inviting me out for coffee....well, yes!!!

We packed a lot into our two hours of free parking.

I went to Hoop. I got mesmerised by the ribbon, buttons, wool, patterns, needles (there are some very pretty ones) - it is a wondrous shop. I learnt you can get interchangeable tipped needles. They can be circular or with the help of an allen key made straight. Apparently dental tape and life lines are very important and useful when knitting Fairisle. All this can be found on YouTube.

I am sticking to knitting hats for Herbie.



After Coffee, Cake and a Sausage Roll
Watercolour
140lb NOT
24cm x 20cm

Friday, 19 January 2018

Friday, 19th January 2018 - Temptress

Tim has gone to Chicago and still on a plane as I write. It was a frosty drive to the station where I watched him leave me. He has taken a rather over large bag which has got lots of space for delightful family gifts.

A frost hardened village green meant the girls and I could run (yes, I occasionally do) across without muddying our shoes. I am not sure why it caused an increase in voice volume too.

Sarah and I were going to try Arthur's new coffee shop in Cranbrook but it doesn't open until next week. We need another coffee outing then then. Cocolicious served a pot of mint and orange tea. I cannot find this in the supermarket. I bought a ball of the softest wool I could find to knit Herbie a hat. He is doing marvellously. He rather liked the health visitor. I am incredibly proud of my daughter.

I need to start using better quality watercolour paper. The pad I am using cockles and the sizing is inconsistent - very frustrating.

A reduced Firecracker Chicken with Rice from Coop is waiting for me in the fridge.



Temptress
Watercolour
140lb NOT
23cm x 18cm

Thursday, 18 January 2018

Thursday, 18th January 2018 - Hophead

Holly gave Tim's hair a serious trim. He wont need to visit the hairdressers for quite a few months.

We marvelled with Bella at the beauty of a rainbow. She said the clouds were so pretty they looked like a picture. It is wondrous to be reminded what it is to see the joys of the world through the eyes of a child. They make you look closer and play often. A great gift.

Tim should have been flying to Chicago this morning. The flight was cancelled due to poor weather conditions. We had an extra evening together so we spent it at The Bull enjoying our wedding present from Mark and Lucy. I have topped up my iron levels with liver and bacon.


Hophead
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
22cm x 16cm

Wednesday, 17 January 2018

Wednesday, 17th January 2018 - Mother and Son

I felt rather sad about my Mum after a call to her this morning. She is really struggling with getting old. I don't think she understands that it cannot be fixed by a doctor.

The intermittent sun accompanied me as I dragged trees to the bonfire and raked whips of roses and hedge cuttings from the grass.

Harriet and I had late afternoon tea while the girls engrossed themselves with Harriet's old dolls house and Sylvanian canal boat. Herbie had cuddles and milk.

The book I am reading mentions drugs quite a bit. The highs, lows, mood swings, clumsiness, forgetfulness, tiredness and need for attention. I get all these symptoms with my own self made hormones and they are free.


Mother and Son
Watercolour
140lb NOT
24cm x 16cm


Tuesday, 16 January 2018

Tuesday, 16th January 2018 - 'Stuck-in-the-Mud'

A day of doing bits like the ironing and bathroom cleaning. Tim has finished the hedge and has taken the hornbeams to an acceptable height. The hornbeams may diasgree. Only a slight facial injury from a rose thorn or two. We now have an enormous bonfire, lots of posts, bean (I need to acquire some to plant) sticks and wood chippings.

It was wet and muddy in the village. Bella wanted to see what the workmen were up to in the street. They were digging a hole. Hetty windmilled her way out of school, around, under and over the playground equipment and finished off her high energy levels in the garden making a den amongst the trees.

I should have done my tax return. At this point in the day I am far too too tired for maths.



'Stuck-in-the-Mud'
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
25cm x 18cm

Monday, 15 January 2018

Monday, 15th January 2018 - Hacking Back the Hornbeam

I slept until nearly 9am. I must have been very tired.

A few years ago Tim planted a few hornbeams along the fence. They were little sticks of trees that were growing in the flower beds. Now they are blocking the sun and needed some attention. I continued my knee gardening.

Tonight my art class was thoroughly enjoyable. When it is not it is mainly my frustration with ability not to get what it in my head on the paper. I am working on a bee themed painting. It is at the word, composition and pencil stage.


Hacking Back the Hornbeam
Watercolour
140lb NOT
28cm x 19cm

Sunday, 14 January 2018

Sunday, 14th January 2018 - Roses from Zoe

Steve and Zoe were off early. After a quick bit of tea and toast they had time to have a cuddle with Herbie and see Hetty and Bella. We will see them again in March in the French mountains. I am rather looking forward to that.

After 35ish years with Tim it was a revelation to me that he does not like cheesecake. I have donated the white chocolate one from last night to The Evans family. I hope they appreciate my efforts.

I made an error with my Airbnb listing. £120 for two rooms for two nights - really!!! No!!! Now corrected.

The garden has had its hedge cut and fruit trees pruned by Tim. I was less energetic and did a bit of weeding on my knees. I was rewarded by finding snowdrops under the leaves. I found that when flagging a mug of tea and a ginger biscuit perks one up no end.


Roses from Zoe
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
29cm x 20cm

Saturday, 13 January 2018

Saturday, 13th January 2018 - Port to the Left

Sophie, our boiler engineer, has sealed yet another leak in our boiler with replacement parts.

Herbie likes the mobiles Mum paid for. Watch out for Bella, she started Judo today. Hetty loves her swimming.

We invited Ray, Linda, Tony, Wendy, Steve and Zoe for dinner. I very much enjoy having a small dinner party as you get to talk to everyone. The food was reasonable. Not the best I have cooked.

Tom. Did you manage an alcohol free evening? Me too!!!


Port to the Left
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
28cm x 18cm

Friday, 12 January 2018

Friday 12th January 2018 - Topless in a 'Key for Two'

I have made white chocolate cheesecake. I love the way Nigella writes. It is as if she is talking directly to you. And slow cooked pheasant. I was amused by the recipe. If said to use pheasants that you jointed. See TIP if you are unsure about this. TIP said get your butcher to do it. Tony had not only presented us with the pheasant he had also jointed them. This in preparation for a dinner party we are having tomorrow.

Friday is now sweetie day for the girls when they are with me. We used to do this with Harriet and Tom. I thought it may prevent the constant daily desire for sweets. We treated ourselves in the village shop - I got some raspberry liquorice. I thought I needed to join in.

This evening Tim and I went to see our friend Ewen performing in a comedy Key for Two written by John Chapman and Dave Freeman at The Miller Centre in Caterham. The seven actors gave a fine performance.  I do enjoy the theatre. I wasn't so sure about seeing a friend I have known for many years topless. Tim tempted me with the idea of a bag of chips after but they were all closed by the time we left.



Topless in a 'Key for Two'
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
26cm x 18cm

Thursday, 11 January 2018

Thursday, 11th January 2018 - Super Duper Climbing Tree

A successful and on time drop off of the girls at school. Whoohoo well done Grandma.

I met Sarah for a birthday coffee in Cocolicious. It wasn't until I got home that I reaslied my Eggs Florrie were Benedict. We were so busy talking and it was delicious that I didn't notice. Thank you for helping me with my decisions as to what to buy. I am going to enjoy wearing it very much. Sarah would have been a great model for my blog today but forgot to take a photo. You can imagine her instead.

Tim and I spent time with Hetty and Bella back in the graveyard. Good reading practice. Hetty ran ahead. I was a little concerned we had lost her. It makes my insides twirl. We found her by a favourite tree on the football pitch.

There is homemade ice-cream enriched with smashed Crunchy bars in the freezer.


Super Duper Climbing Tree
Pen, Charcoal and Watercolour
140lb NOT
28cm x 20cm

Wednesday, 10 January 2018

Wednesday, 10th January 2018 - School in the Interim

I am pleased to have a purpose in life. It is to my children and grandchildren. Of course and my husband. Some days I feel like I am floundering.

The deep clean continues. What a lot of grime there is lurking. It is a frustratingly slow process.

I adorned Hetty and Bella in wellies again. The sun was setting as we left the park. There is such a beauty in youth.

Tim and I are watching Sherlock. We have seen it before but with our ailing memories we have forgotten most of it. A benefit of getting older.



School in the Interim
Watercolour
140lb NOT
29cm x 19cm

Tuesday, 9 January 2018

Tuesday, 9th January 2018 - Graveyard Conversation

An alarm broke my dream. I deposited the girls at school. It is not a fine time of year for Herbie to experience the outside world. He will have plenty of time to do that soon enough.

Tim and I did the afternoon school run together. Two new pairs of black (the girls choice) Dunlop wellies were perfect for the collection of mud on the green. We planned to take them walking and picnic on a fallen tree just across from our house. Bella was hungry immediately we picked her up. We made it as far as the churchyard next to the school.

Tim gave his Mum a Tablet, not the medicinal type, for Christmas. She has set herself up wiht a very good broadband deal. This we were impressed with. She said she didn't really know what she was talking about. Maybe we should use her approach. Today the family all got an email with photo attached. Now that is impressive.


Graveyard Conversation
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
28cm x 19cm

Monday, 8 January 2018

Monday, 8th January 2018 - Art Critique

I have started to deep clean the bed and breakfast rooms in readiness for a huge influx of guests. These will now come after updating my Airbnb profile.

I arrived at Mum's at the prearranged time to be told that we had three quarters of an hour before we needed to leave. To be fair it does take her quite a while to get from her chair to the car. Mum had a delightful GP appointment which I attended as her memory. She has been referred for a pace maker which she has decided that she is not going to have. Another referral to the 'nice' Mr Walker, the third cardiologist to see is he can come up with something that she agrees with. Also a referral to the Fall Clinic - I have never heard of this one. It was suggested she can have some more handrails. This was met with a rebuff. They will look at her huge long list of medication. She did admit that she does not take probably half of what is on the list. My suggestion that she told the GP this was met with a no, she is happy just to cross off the ones she doesn't need. I suppose it is best having them there just in case! I nearly got tea and cake at Haydens in Rye and while we were there I could go to the chemist for her. When I said I could get what she needed from Tesco my tea and cake was deemed an unnecessary trip and cancelled.

This evening it was back to my art class. I spent an enjoyable evening mark making. I do love a puddle of paint and a stick.


Art Critique
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
24cm x 14cm

Sunday, 7 January 2018

Sunday, 7th January 2018 - Somewhere Around Ninevah

Cuddles and story reading with my grandchildren is a privilege that I will always cherish.

My Tesco driver told me about his internal operation, Goes nicely with my noodle purchase. I cleared the fridge of odd bits of vegetables into the slow cooker to make space for all my new ones.

A brief flash of guilt passed me when Wendy told me she had planted her broad beans in the Autumn. I have not purchased my seeds yet. Tim and Wendy directed Tony and I on a long and entertaining walk with one hilly misdirection. We discovered some glimpses of sun and a couple of fallen trees across our path. Tony gallantly held my hand over the barbed wire.

This evening Tim and I joined Kell and Pat at their annual gathering of many many many many friends and family. A most delightful time.



Somewhere Around Ninevah
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
18cm x 14cm

Saturday, 6 January 2018

Saturday, 6th January 2018 - A New Path

This morning I listened to BBC Radio 4 who told me about the mad scientist Nikola Tesla. Alexa frustrated me by not playing the Podcast.

I got cuddles with Herbie. Mum thinks he needs a bath on a stand. I think she has forgotten how little space they have. I persuaded her that a mobile would be much better way to spend her money.

I exercised my legs in Hemsted Forest .... a lot.

I watched a great programme called The Miniaturist while reducing my ironing pile.

Rather a pleasing quiet day.

I wonder if Tom is still maintaining our alcohol free status?







































A New Path
Pen and Watercolour
140lb CP
26cm x 20cm

Friday, 5 January 2018

Friday, 5th January 2018 - House Hunting in The Lot

I am deep with Grandmotherly besottedness.

Tim and I defied the tripping mole hills in the dark.

This evening we were with Mike and Pippa. Warmed by the woodburner, we ate delicious food while we caught up on news and stories. To finish off the evening we were smothered in dogs.


House Hunting in The Lot
Pen and Watercolour
140lb NOT
27cm x 18cm

Thursday, 4 January 2018

Thursday, 4th January 2018 - Frolicking by Torchlight

It has been a fine day.

I collected Hetty and Bella from their first day back at school. They were in lively spirits. After a bit of leaping around the kitchen to Alexa playing Moana Tim suggested we all go for a walk. It was met with minor complaints. Once out in the dark with torches and mud and Hugo the squeals and high activity proved it to be a wise decision. Can you loose sight of a child in a field in the dark when they turn their torch off - yes, worryingly for Grandma you can.

Herbie is home and surrounded by the warmth and love of his family. He just needs to get used to the noise, smells and temperature variations. We are thrilled. Welcome little button.

The slow cooker is a marvellous machine for making banana chutney. The house has become a vast decongestant.



Frolicking by Torchlight
Watercolour
140lb NOT
25cm x 18cm

Wednesday, 3 January 2018

Wednesday, 3rd January 2018 - Opening 19th January

Yesterday my mum told me she wanted to go into a home, she can't go on like she is. Today she went to the pub for lunch.

I had to go into Cranbrook. The bottle bank was overflowing. Now I have a boot full of bottles to drive around. I had some cheques to pay in. What business shuts at 4pm. Ridiculous. I did get some reduced Christmas wrapping paper that I can put away so I can forget it and find it when I have bought a further roll next December - one can never have enough wrapping paper.

I look forward to trying out Cloudberry, a new restaurant in Stone Street, Cranbrook.

The Christmas gift I gave Tim produced four delicious pizzas from 8oz of 00 flour. I feel the need for a dinner party.

Taboo on BBC is rather good at keeping me entertained in the evening.


Opening 19th January
Watercolour and Charcoal
140lb NOT
27cm x 20cm

Tuesday, 2 January 2018

Tuesday, 2nd January 2018 - Park Wood

The Christmas tree has been stripped and jettisoned out the back door.

Tom and I took a trip into Tenterden for vital cycling purchases. We discussed our alcohol free progress this year over a coffee and bacon sandwich, mine without banana. Unfortunately, a kerb sliced into the tyre on Tom's car. Fortunately, Jon was able to provide a replacement.

Hugo took us for a muddy, slippery walk.

9.20pm and a text reassures me that Tom has arrived back to his home.

Storm Eleanor is sounding pretty belligerent.


Park Wood
Watercolour
140lb NOT
25cm x 18cm

Monday, 1 January 2018

Monday, 1st January 2018 - First Sunset of the Year of the Dog

Happy New Year to all you gorgeous people.
I have a shrink wrapped head of broccoli in the fridge. It is 'best before 13th December' and as green as the day it was picked. An interesting phenomena.
The Christmas decorations are coming down. Pine needles have threaded themselves deeply into the carpet to act as a foot spiking memory of the Christmas festivities.
Returning from a walk Tim and I marvelled over the moon. No wonder it got our attention. After a perusal on Google I found that not only is it a Supermoon it is also a Wolf Moon. You can see it again tomorrow.

Monday, 1st January 2018 - First Sunset of the Year of the Dog

First Sunset of the Year of the Dog
Watercolour
140lb NOT
26cm x 18cm