Looking out for him.

An old digital drawing from about 7 years ago.

I used to like singing “blow the wind southerly” and actually got to sing it in a pantomime a few years ago. We were pretending to be in a singing competition and I tried to sound like Catherine Ferrier?

It’s about a woman waiting for her lover to come back to her from across the sea. It’s very old fashioned but lovely and it’s a contralto piece that suits my rather deep voice. Anyway I did this digital drawing after being inspired by the song. X

All day yesterday

It felt like I spent a whole day looking at people’s comments about the American election. The website Threads was full of discussions about how frightening it is for women.

It seems that support for Trump has increased across the country, feelings that he is some sort saviour abound. Why?

And what about his felonies, his lies, his bankruptcies? It seems that these things have been spoken about so much they have been normalised. It’s that old idea, water off a ducks back.

As long as eggs and milk are cheaper, who cares about cutting health care and pensions. I’m aghast at how selfish the results seem. We will see what happens. But it’s also frightening for the rest of the world.

Time to sort things out

Do you need time?

Yes I need time

Health, life, memory, stuff.

I need to have time to learn about aspects of my health. I’m gradually finding things out that I never knew. I need to listen to experts and scientific fact and find out how I can support myself.

My life needs organising, the last year has been horrendous. Lots of stressors and worries. Trying to sort out paperwork and filling in so many forms. I keep finding things I should have done.

Memories are fading of my soul mate. I long to hear his voice. To hear a recording of him would be good. But seeing photos can cut too deep. Maybe I need more time to come to terms with what’s happened.

Stuff? That’s the pile of stuff that’s in front of me, things that need organising, removing or storing. All that takes time, which is what I need!

Spooky yawn

Caught in a yawn, the cats are all in as my neighbours on both sides have both had bonfires. I’m rather annoyed. The closer neighbour had a very smoky, smelly fire, it’s meant the clothes on my line will need washing again. The one further down the road has a real blaze with black smoke billowing up from it at the moment.

I think they are burning an old tyre? I actually rang them up because there was nothing, then suddenly a whoosh of flame. I guess they poured some petrol on their fire? It frightened me and I was going to ring the fire brigade. I thought it was unattended but then I saw a shadowy figure through what’s left of my hedge after they hacked it back on their side!

So I’m stressed as I don’t want the cats to get hurt and the local hedgehogs may have been burnt 😢. Stay Safe X

What will happen tomorrow?

The world turns,

Cities fight for freedom,

One land or another is overwhelmed.

War, pestilence, natural disasters.

We seem to have all four horsemen

Riding around, a melee of fears?

The question is

What can we do?

Politics and Peace?

Politicians and War?

Who decides,

We do!

Imagine a world of peace

As Lennon sang

Idealistic but needed.

World climate day

Invent a holiday! Explain how and why everyone should celebrate.

There may already be one?

A day to celebrate the Earth, a day to spend thinking about how to improve and support the world. Trying to clean the rivers and seas, reducing pollution, supporting poorer countries so the world uses greener and safer technologies. Actually caring about the land under our feet. Working out how to capture carbon and start to reduce gobal temperature surges. Hoping that the richest people get involved too.

Why? Because it’s needed, it could be the most important holiday that we ever create.

Doodles on my easle

I do have a propensity to draw or paint on anything. So this happened a while ago. I also painted a large ammonite on the dining table that was losing it’s varnish. I painted it and then revarnished it. The ammonite was one we found on a beach near Whitby. The actual fossil is up on top of a bookcase, out of my reach.

Why the eye and the face with the streaming hair? Just a couple of things I’ve doodled over the years.

Fifth of November

Annual celebration in the UK.

Looking forward to seeing fireworks on November 5th, bonfire night in the UK. Also known as Guy Fawkes night when he tried to blow up the houses of parliament several centuries ago. Children say the rhyme “remember, remember the fifth of November, gunpowder, treason and plot”. Nothing to do with the American General Election thankfully! And something people actually enjoy X