What with all the stuff going on in the world over the past few years and especially at the moment I feel lucky to have a home for now.
Having seen photos of towns in Ukraine before and after the Russians bombed them is heartbreaking.
I was taking photos this afternoon of the view from my little house and thinking how fortunate I am.
Also it helps that after many years of being a painter I see things I would never have noticed before.
I’m with David Hockney when he talks about looking.
The world gets to be incredibly fantastic. Even the little things.
After sewing a patch on my jacket pocket, (my keys fell out), I mostly painted today.
It’s been cold again today, outside and inside.
Now it’s stove time as well as wine time.