Tuesday, 31 August 2021

Tuesday, 31st August 2021 - Elizabeth's Plants

I got back on my yoga mat today after a few days of negligence. I never knew I would enjoy a downward dog so much. Good to be back with Adriene. 

Tim's sister is a keen gardener. She was away for a few days over the weekend. As we were passing by she put in a request for her pots to be watered. It took a while as she has a vast variety inside the greenhouse, outside the greenhouse, around the house - all four sides, on the porch and some tucked in the flower beds. They look amazing.

Elizabeth's Plants
Indian Ink and Watercolour

Wednesday, 25 August 2021

Wednesday, 25th August 2021 - Pineapple Lily

I have a pot that most of the year is full of green leaves. In August it produces these weird looking flowers. It has yet to charm me.

Pineapple Lily 
Pen and Watercolour

Tuesday, 24 August 2021

Tuesday, 24th August 2021 - Nearly Mud Free

I woke to find a message on my phone asking if Harriet and the children could visit. What a lovely surprise. Tim made them pizza. Herbie played with the hose. Hetty and Bella got very smelly and muddy in the stream at the bottom of the garden. They needed to be showered off to remove the smell. It was wonderful to see them all.

Nearly Mud Free
Pen and Watercolour

Monday, 23 August 2021

Monday, 23rd August 2021 - Art Critiques

Lucas Rockwood put me through some bendy stretchy yoga poses. He has a rather gorgeous voice. He tells me to close my eyes and breath deeply from my pelvic floor ... no problem Lucas.

I met up with Wendy, Leelee and Kara at the Pilgrims Way Artists exhibition. We spent a happy couple of hours studying the artists work. There was some gorgeous pieces. I am filled with inspiration. Sadly I spent the afternoon ironing bedding for the bed and breakfast guests instead of exploring with paint.

Our neighbours friendly Jackdaw was pottering in the garden with Tim this afternoon. I took him out some grapes as a treat. He flew round me then adeptly swiped a piece of cheese from my other hand. Clever bird.

Art Critiques
Pen and Watercolour

Sunday, 22 August 2021

Sunday, 22nd August 2021 - Waiting for Directions

I laid in bed this morning listening to the thrumming rain. I love that sound.

Then the damn alarm went off. I had to get the toast and croissant ready for bnb guests.

Tony and Wendy met us by the clock in Sandhurst. MapMyWalk told me we took 1 hour 59 minutes and 13 seconds to walk 6.82 km. That included many pauses to study maps. We stopped at the The Swan for beer before heading home. 

I filled my palette with wonderful new watercolours. 

Waiting for Directions
Pen and Watercolour

Thursday, 19 August 2021

Thursday, 19th August 2021 - Hibiscus

I am missing my Mum. She was a great listener and would let me talk about everything and anything no matter how trivial. It was all important to her.

There are some glorious flowers in the garden which are brightening up the all the green.

The hibiscus is so beautiful. I looked up the benefits. Not only is it packed with antioxidants it may help lower blood pressure, boost my liver, dissolve my fat, fight any lurking bacteria, and prevent cancer. The tea is easy to make. Anyone fancy making me some?


Wednesday, 18 August 2021

Wednesday, 18th August 2021 - Chilli Three Ways

Last night we had friends over for dinner. Si gave us a glorious pot of chilli plants that look full of promise. I like a chilli. 

Chilli Three Ways

Wednesday, 4 August 2021

Tuesday, 3rd August 2021 - Wandering

I have delivered an elegant full English breakfasts to my bed and breakfast guests. I did wonder if I would remember after 16 months of absence how to bake tomatoes, saute mushrooms and grill bacon. I found my muscle memory was still active. 

The Kent Library provides me with free audio books. I plugged my ear buds in and  found that ironing bedding was nearly enjoyable.

We wandered around the footpaths of Benenden Girls School where they are filming the Junior Bake Off. Loads of tents to peer into. Michael educated us on the use of various plants that could make tea. I think he thought my palate needed educating too as I was derisory, only slightly, about the musty tasting tips. A lifetime of PG has been embedded deeply into my taste buds.

Pen and Watercolour