It is 6 years ago that James died.

I was looking at the portrait I painted of him afterwards  . I’m sorry he never saw it….though he always thought I made him look too old.

After another sleepless night. I got up thankfully just  after 6am.

It was market day in Scanzano. I was ready for some retail therapy at the enormous second hand stall.

I found the perfect rucksack for my hopefully future travels. If I had been asked exactly what I wanted this would have been even better still.

It was ,as if  meant for me.

Now I have the rucksack, the camera and the watercolours.  Better get booked on some trains. 

This weekend I’m planning to paint a self portrait. There’s  no reason not to…..

Now it’s  wine time.

Cheers🍷🍷