There’s a big hole full of good intentions and mine are all in it! I’ve been lazing around like the lazy feline in the sun that I’ve become. No sorry, that’s not being fair to cats, they look so elegant while they do nothing and I can’t lay claim to elegance at the moment.
Infact this explains why, despite promising myself that I would document this time, even if only for myself, I’ve failed to do so for the last couple of weeks.
The sun is beating down outside, it’s gloriously warm but I’ve taken a few minutes to drop by before I pour an iced drink and drift back into the garden.
Regarding creativity, I’ve been watching Grayson Perry’s Art Club and by the end of every episode I’m fired up to create but it’s not making it to more than a thought.
I wandered around the garden taking photos of some of the beauty infront of me, and its gorgeous.
It makes me want to paint…tomorrow. I’m happily indolent though, not complaining at all. All the doors and windows are open and the lines between house and garden have blurred into an impressionist painting.
I love sitting in the sun reading, current book is a historical detective novel set in 1590, nothing too arduous.
But exciting enough to hold my interest.
A little bit of mending.
What is it with men’s trouser pockets, why aren’t they stronger?
Little else to share or show for the last week of lockdown.
We were out for the final clap for carers last night.
I did some food shopping.
We’ve eaten lovely food and watched telly.
And that is largely that.
Maybe I’ll be fired up again soon, I’m happy to just ride the tide and wait and see.
As ever wishing everyone well at this strange time