Glorious Saturday

Oh, hello Spring, you beauty. The sounds of the day were the hum of lawnmowers, trowels hitting soil and the gentle re-emerging of humanity.

I took myself off (in shorts, T-shirt and sunglasses) for a beautiful 9 mile run on local trails, mostly hugging the river. It was good for the body and for the soul.

The rest of the day was spent hanging washing on the line, mowing the lawn (obvs) and then retreating inside to second coat the spare room. My painting was briefly interrupted by the Curtai and then Claire Jones and her friend (who lives around the corner) - though, is a visit from Claire Jones ever brief?! ;-)

The perfect amount of solitude, interjected with moments of wonderful people.