Water painting
I’m not that much of a fan of Impressionist paintings, if I’m honest. R, who is, thinks I’m a Philistine, and he’s probably right, but I always think they’d be better if everything was a bit more in focus. However. … Continued
I’m not that much of a fan of Impressionist paintings, if I’m honest. R, who is, thinks I’m a Philistine, and he’s probably right, but I always think they’d be better if everything was a bit more in focus. However. … Continued
This is how I look after a lovely lunch out with R, birthday chats with both Offspring, several thoughtfully chosen gifts, and half a bottle of Prosecco. Perhaps I should have birthdays more often. On second thoughts…
The gales continued today. I was on the point of setting off for the Cotswold Water Park this morning when I saw on Twitter that one of the roads on my route was totally blocked by a fallen tree; and … Continued
Caught between having overslept after getting to bed late last night, and having an appointment with the osteopath this afternoon, I didn’t have time today to go gadding about. But the light was lovely, so when I went to run … Continued