Heathland in August is heavenly.
Poetry fails me so photos will have to suffice.
It’s no secret that I am captivated by butterflies and fritillaries are my favourites. A friend very excitedly told me that she’d had a lovely hour with some recently and I thought I would celebrate our mutual joy by painting her something.
Good colour practice for me and I’m pretty pleased with the result.
My favourite game of hide and seek.
(baby common lizard)
I keep trying to create an orca pod portrait that I love enough to be the focal point of the living room. This is the closest I’ve come but it’s not quite there yet. I love the spray though and the way it merges with the stars.
I made the mistake of reading an article
on congestion getting worse by road and rail and air.
The article did not go so far as to say too many people
but that’s the point, isn’t it?
The article was quick to disappear along with my breath,
lungs tighter and tighter on my own, not so crowded, train.
Then I saw a suited man, all ironed pin stripes and neat hair.
As he moved through the carriage, a flash of pink
caught my eye, bright socks in the gloom of a grey morning.
I smiled and the panic retreated just enough.
All is not as certain as some would have you believe.
This is the smallest baby common lizard I have ever seen. It was only about 5cm from nose to tail.
Best part of the day.