Ace cafe reunion
Bikes here, bikes there, bikes blooming everywhere!
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‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all
Oh do be quiet Emily Dickinson we are trying to watch the massive cygnets.
Knowing when to let go
Three weeks older, white tipped wings stronger every day, the Queens Park cygnets may soon be on their way.
Sometimes it’s tricky to know when to stop working on a painting. In this one, less may have been more.
Second time around, maybe it was about right.
Lake Windermere revelation
Despite all appearances, paddle boarding is faster than painting.
Weed feeding
The cygnets in Queens Park were on a weed feeding frenzy today. The occasional stretch revealed the first splash of white wing-tips.
Pen and Cob about to ward off the geese.
5 minute Hotdog
Expensive, delicious and slightly damp from the pouring rain! 
Mullion Cove
A beautiful afternoon sketching and being tutted at for hogging the ‘sunny’ bench. It’s not ‘art’ if you don’t suffer. 
