It was my natural bladder alarm clock that got me up this morning.
My husband is home from a conference in Orlando. The Chinese did not attend.
I blissfully lost myself in a painting for an hour or so this afternoon with other Weald of Kent Art Society members.
I dropped by Pippa's for tea and a biscuit to admire her newly painted Pigeon hued weatherboard. It looks lovely.
I have just returned from a glorious evening with Lesley and Alli at The Halfway House. It seemed to be an evening of memory failures. Between us we managed a full conversation or two.
Puzzling
Pen and Watercolour
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