I’m writing today just to know that I have not missed a day yet. Technically I have as it’s after midnight but I’m counting this as the previous day. If you see what I mean.

Today was quiet, fairly uneventful. I wanted to do everything but as usual didn’t quite make it. Still, I managed a lot, music practice, knitting I even did a painting sketch and colour plan for some book illustrations I’m working on.

What I didn’t manage, well, I didn’t manage to get into my slightly untidy garden. It looked like rain all day. Nothing like yesterday. and cold too! We don’t want to light a fire and start burning our newly delivered wood just yet. We want it to last longer than a couple of months and it isn’t really very cold yet. My son who has claimed my art and craft studio said he was too cold and vacated it (hurrah). I work better in there. It needs a tidy though.

My evening was quiet. Life here is unpredictable. What that means is that no day is the same. No day can really be planned as something always crops up, or, just when everythings going smoothly something happens. Such as a waste pipe leak, dog trapped in the garden, freak whirlwind, earthquake or my daughter getting a flat tyre and me having to be the rescue squad!

Off to bed for a read. I wonder what tomorrow will bring!