It felt good yesterday to get back in my routine: painting in the quiet, painting listening to a radio play, painting then eating, painting then drinking… it brings some peace and sanity and I can feel myself uncoiling. I think my doctor should write a prescription for it and insist I take it everyday!
I was very surprised to find this hiding in the garden, growing in an unsuspecting corner in a dustbin (this is our first Spring in our new home). When I began my sketchbook in September, I hadn’t factored in just how brown everything would be for the next five months. Now at last some pink and yellow and I am relieved.
