Friday, 27th November 2020 - Zoom Night In

We cannot go to the pub. We cannot go to friends houses. Friends cannot come into our home.... so we are zooming tonight with beer and wine. So good to catch up. I am saving up your hugs for Easter.

Zoom Night In

Pen and Watercolour

Sunday, 22nd November 2020 - Scrumped

Herbie came over and played with some newly found Playmobile that had been lurking up in the loft. It must be at least 25 years old and still gives plenty of pleasure. Herbie enjoyed it too.

When I eventually broke away from my playdate Adriene sorted out my Chakras. I felt exhausted.

Tom went bike riding around Bedgebury. Now that is exhausting.

A family zoom revealed that our oldest family member at 91 years old thinks the new Covid vaccine is being experimented on the elderly. She could be right.

Tim and I walked until after sunset. Sounds pretty impressive but we didn't leave the house until 3.30pm and the sun set at 4.01pm. 

We are watching Emily in Paris. I love Paris. I am not keen on Lily Collins aka Emily. I would like a chateau.

Scrumped

Charcoal 

Friday, 20th November 2020 - St Dunstans Graveyard and Sarah

Adriene took me through a Deep Core Routine. There was quite a bit of swearing on my yoga mat.

Sarah and I met in the carpark in Cranbrook. Arthur's provided us with takeaway coffee. Not being able to seat ourselves in a cosy cafe we meandered through the graveyard and backstreets. It was surprisingly interesting. And we wondered how a hoppers hut that looks nothing more than a shed can be on the market for £475,000.

I masked up and got Tom an Advent calendar from Coop. I wish I had bought the Christmas pudding chocolate biscuits.

As I type I have Tom, our bubble boy, sitting on the sofa. So good to have him home.

St Dunstans Graveyard and Sarah

Pen, Charcoal and Watercolour

Tuesday, 17th November 2020 - Eye Level

I had a revolting task of clearing out the trap in the shower tray. No wonder the water was not running away. Yuk.

Tim and I tidied some of the mountains of debris from the garden. A never ending task with all the leaves falling. I tried to light a bonfire. Herbie came and joined in with his digger, motorbike and is a dab hand with the leaf blower. I don't think I have ever seen Tim play football. He was beaten by his 7 year old granddaughter. Good game Bella. Hetty gathered the ripened runner bean seeds for me ready to store until next spring. 

I have taken over the dining room producing colour wheels with oil paint. 

Eye Level

Pen and Watercolour

Friday, 13th November 2020 - At the Edge of Hemsted Forest

Harriet and I stretched ourselves along with Adriene. Harriet can do a fine lizard pose.

Now we are back in lockdown and not allowed out we zoomed with friends this evening over a bowl of Tim's cinnamon nuts.

We saw Tony and Wendy when we were out walking in the woods.

At the Edge of Hemsted Forest

Pen and Watercolour

Thursday, 12th November 2020 - Clouds

Sarah bought me a takeaway cafe Americano misto from Arthurs. With our refreshments we walked along the Crane Valley boardwalk. We found a bench to socially distance on. I left feeling fully mentally cleansed. Thank you my friend for your company it was very much appreciated.

Tim and I dragged our weary bodies for a stroll around the fields. 

Clouds

Watercolour

Wednesday, 11th November 2020 - Roots

I did not give my sour dough with enough love and attention. It over proved. The loaves are disappointing.

I met Leelee and Digby on a footpath in Iden Green. We took it in turns to push Digby in his buggy up and down some very steep hills but still managed a conversation to catch up with news.

I have watched The Octopus Teacher this evening. An amazing documentary if you like wildlife and photography.

Roots

Watercolour

Tuesday, 10th November 2020 - High Weald

Harriet and I cronked out 33 minutes of yoga with Adriene who seemed high on allergy medication making it difficult to keep up with which, what and where we were meant to be posed. Good fun.

I set myself up to clear the flower bed under the dining room window. It rained. I came in for tea.

An afternoon walk was sprinkled with sun, rain and the setting sun.

We were gifted some wild duck breasts that were delicious.

High Weald

Watercolour

 

Sunday, 8th November 2020 - Over Stone Quarry Wood

My bubble has burst today. Tom has left.

Tim and I found a new walk this afternoon.

I have been making colour wheels in oil paint tutored by Sarah Sedwick.

We Remember today.

Over Stone Quarry Wood

Watercolour

Friday, 6th November 2020 - In Anticipation of Fireworks

I made bread finger rolls and cooked sausages which we ate after a brief firework display in the garden.

In Anticipation of Fireworks

Pen and Watercolour

Thursday, 5th November 2020 - Linden Tree

I am watching the news while typing. Can things get any stranger.

It was marvelous to wake up without a hangover. Following a play with Herbie, Duplo and Brio I bashed out a couple of sessions of yoga. Have you ever done a stomach vacuum? Best not to look in the mirror while doing it.

I had a few things hanging over me today that I have been putting off doing as I wasn't sure how to approach them. Nailed it. How good does that feel.

Tim and I took a break in our tasks to walk the fields dotted with sheep and cows. It is unusual to have both animals together. I nervously skirted round the cows.

The vote counting still goes on.

Linden Tree

Watercolour

Sunday, 1st November 2020 - Happy Third Birthday Herbie

Herbie is three years old today. 

What an amazing grandson we have. 

After digging in his construction site birthday cake we took a very windy stroll along Rye Harbour.

Happy Third Birthday Herbie

Pen and Watercolour