I have been off line rather a long time due to losing Tilda to liver cancer at the end of November. She was ill for two months, that is she lost her appetite and a lot of weight. What was wrong gradually became clear through November, and our lovely vet came and ended it for her on the 24th before she had suffered much. So now my walks are a bit solitary, though I take my notebook and scribble fragments of observation.

decblog16_6272

No more lurcher leading the way down paths and up the road. A time for more writing and thinking, constructing poems, and sending them off to magazines and pamphlet competitions. I am very pleased to report that the independent literary magazine Tears in the Fence has accepted one about Salthouse church which will be in their summer edition, and has asked for more.

decblog16_6270

You can imagine me sitting on a fallen branch under the beech tree and scribbling in my little book.

decblog16_6257

When there is light, or even on a misty day when the lights have to be on indoors, the trees, fields and hedgerows are a delight.

decblog16_6262

the pool in the wood has filled up again now that the cable trench is filled and the pumping of water from the system of springs has ended

decblog16_6261

the pattern of branches above it is reflected, the sky a cloudy mirror the trees seem to be peering into,

decblog16_6232

puddles bring the light down to my feet.

decblog16_6267

The trees are more beautiful, their branches seem to wave in fluid shapes like dancers’ arms,

decblog16_6245

the nude hedges make graphic designs with their stems through which to look out across fields of winter cereals,

decblog16_6230

grassy stems holding water drops that refract their bright green to a greyish pastel colour.

decblog16_6234

Water in the misty air makes every view soften into blue-greys.

decblog16_6265

Muddy tracks are imprinted with a variety of wheel tracks

decblog16_1994

irresistible, translatable into two-dimensions.

decblog16_2003

Greyed down colours need cool underpainting, unlike the bright autumn which I underpainted with translucent earth yellows.

decblog16_2020

acrylic on canvas 17th december The Track

decblog16_2014

I was back in the studio for a couple of days before Christmas, then felled by some strange virus. Two recent trips to Scotland and one to Whitby should appear here soon