It’s late – especially for one who’s only recently [and most unwillingly] come out of Winter hibernation. Early to bed – waaaaay early sometimes, in bed with the sunset, asleep by the time it’s dark – and early to rise seems to suits me quite nicely.
But it’s Spring, glorious Spring next week. And that’s a happy-making thought. I’ve decided to sell Eagles Art Gallery, leave the Gemfields, head South and find myself a perfect little home by the sea. And establish myself doing what i most love to do – Art Therapy and art and writing and being with good people. Have been noticing groups of birds – geese? cranes? – flying high in the sky lately and that will do me for a sign, methinks, that it’s time.
And here’s an image that the creation of has helped me while away my time in a most satisfying manner.