Rambling on . . . Busy doing nothing . . .
The wanderer returns.
What have I been doing for the past week – absolutely nothing – well almost.
Leisurely breakfasts. Afternoon siestas. Lots of reading. Lots of sleep – much needed sleep. We ambled and strolled through the days – ate some fine meals and drank good ale and enjoyed the late summer sunshine. Nearly every day was sunny and bright with just an autumnal breeze. No coats were worn, no waterproofs needed – perfect.
Gulls congregating in the evening sun
The estuary water flat as a millpond
Starlings roosting in the rigging
Geese starting to gather for the winter
Ancient trees on the saltmarsh
Beautiful flint barns
The shell museum at Glandford (no photographs allowed inside) sorry the photo is a bit skewiff
The shoreline at Titchwell
Passing a little art shop the urge to start painting again came over me – paper, paints and new brush bought – just waiting for inspiration and the dark winter evenings.
Fully rested and restored – ready to face whatever the winter may throw at me – three loads of holiday washing already done, another two to go – then there’s the garden to sort out whilst we still have the light and I still have the energy and before my annual hibernation mode sets in.
p.s. I’ve missed you.