I have been laid up in bed for the last couple of days. It started with a sore throat and then a blinding headache. Tim had to take over breakfast duties for guests. Today I woke up as perky as anything.
It seems months ago that I was wobbling on top of a ladder preparing cane pyramids for sweetpeas. They are now delighting me daily with their flowers. Well worth the wait.
My studio is calling me. I haven't had the time to work in there lately. I read a quote from Steven Bartlett posted on Instagram "In six month, you will have six months of excuses or six months of progress. The choice is yours." Made me think.