Right now, happy just to stay resting over the next month as the cold, whilst not a bad one at all, has added to the tiredness levels and I don't want to do anything.
I've just taken the car down for MoT and Pam gave me a lift back. I have asked my neighbour if he can drop me down again this afternoon - or tomorrow if we have to wait for parts.
I am now signed up for an afternoon's course in water colour painting (Tam is doing it with me, in Aber). Waiting to hear if there are places on a couple of other courses there too.
On Instagram I have followed lea_and_elfie for a good while. They are spinners and weavers and make wonderful textiles. I am considering one of their courses too, perhaps the Art Journal Book Making course. They live about 40 miles from me.
Anyway, I now have some things to look forward to, even in bleak January (the afternoon arty things in Aber).
My sofa awaits . . .
Suitably rested, I have just been choosing my own piece of Dartmoor. It is a jug from Joss at Powdermills Pottery. Keith and I would always visit when we were down at Postbridge, and we bought my huge Thomas Toft charger by Carole Glover. I am now negotiating which one I will buy myself as my Christmas present from me, to me. Cut me and I bleed Dartmoor, so as this is made from Dartmoor river clays, and in Dartmoor, it can't get any more "me".
