reflections

No sooner was my last blog written than I was off to the hospital for an xray on that pesky knee.

Colour Talks

Green and cream dappled dots – my newly painted spring scarf drying in the wind.

Quitting the city and the overblown Barbara Cartland pink blossom I drove through the rainy early morning to Rye for a day’s work on the Collier Campbell archive. As I reached the flatlands….