Gosh, it’s ages since I wrote my blog. Mainly because I’ve been knitting my fingers to the bone! Just as my collection was going to press I found that I had knitted, but not blocked, pressed, joined nor finished one of the pieces, and I hadn’t even written or started the child’s version.
Ahh………………..here it is, ready to be sent off today……………….
Of course, I’m still only supposed to be working three hours a day. But what counts as work? cooking, cleaning, washing and ironing apparently don’t. Whereas designing and knitting does (my husband’s view). I can only conclude from this that, anything one really loves, is work, but all the ‘stuff’ I do because it has to be done, isn’t……………….. I’ll keep working then!
The winter barley has been cut, and today the meadow beyond my garden is being ‘topped’ – it’s too late to make ‘good’ hay. The wheat looks ready and, in the case of Hall field, has a nostalgic scattering of poppies.
It looks like being a good harvest, after last year’s disastrous harvest a good one really is needed……………
It’s time I ‘topped’ my wild flower meadow, but still some flowers remain and I’m hesitant to let them go……………..
And here’s a very rare sighting. Charlie and Holly, having build the Kings Head up to a thriving business, (each working something like eighty hours a week) have leased. So now I have a companion (Charlie), sometimes two (and Holly) on my early morning walks.
Does painting count as work, I wonder?
From tomorrow I begin a week or so of my on-line art exhibition. Most of my painting is done in France or Italy, I love the light. But just recently I’ve sketched out some local scenes. If it’s not work, I may paint a little over the next few weeks…………………