Today Tom left me.
The BBC weather app forecast snow falling from 7pm. Concerned my son driving home in inclement conditions I suggested he left today. Hoist by my own petard!!! I always thought it was 'foist'.
I am fuming.
It has been an emotional day.
I was talking about my art and how I would like to take it more seriously. Do more than my sketchy blog pictures. Maybe get an income. Just a little one. "Treat it as a hobby", was the response. I felt crushed but undefeated. Just you see.
Tim and I went for a cold and bracing walk along the Royal Military Canal in Appledore. It looks a lovely place to live. Maybe I will move there.
I am going to bed with the anticipation of snow falling in the night.
Appledore Heath
Acrylic Ink
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