I looked old in the mirror this morning. Hopefully they are night wrinkles and gravity will sort them out as the day progresses.
I have been sorting through my 2018 paintings ready for South East Open Studios in June. I have a couple of days missing and a few extra paintings they don't seem to belong anywhere.
Tim was sporting his new wellington boots on our walk with Tony and Wendy. The footpath disappeared at one point so we inverse limboed under barbed wire and vaulted over felled oak trees. We had to rehydrate at The Bull before heading home for black eyed, turtle, butter, haricot, lima, pinto, kidney, rose cocoa, mung and dubia bean stew.
View from Parsonage Woods