Being Kind to Yourself.

Well that phrase really hit home.  Thankyou K.J.Sutcliffe aka Hawthorn Spellweaver.  Most of my life I have been kind to everyone else.  But me.

So - today I have been kind to myself.  First I was washed, moisturised and dressed by my lovely personal carer, who also makes me laugh. Most important.   Hair washed too.

Then I spent some time sorting the internet banking out, bills.

Christmas payments to children, tis  a lot easier than buying them stuff they dont want, Grandkids too.  

My youngest child who does not have kids has purchased stuff for the 4 grandchildren in Edinburgh.  Enjoyed by my child doing the shopping and something that they will like. S looks after them often so knows.

 That sorting gave me peace of mind.

Then, after lunch, the Prom.

Weather foul.  Heavy rain in the morning, winds increasing.  But I went.

Looks good doesn't it.

Always looks good - but look at the sky.

As the whole sky darkened  I took a quick picture of the Gull Gang,

Then it rained - heavily.  Now I cannot run.  Well I could but I wouldn't get far!  I survived.

Back home and in the Shedudio.  

A new male pheasant.  He has the head colour of Dyson.  But not the silver back.

I then started to paint - again.

Rectangular canvas already prepared for watercolour.  Thought I would ease myself into it again by starting in my comfort zone - Oystercatchers!

It was lovely to be back into what I love doing without any worries nagging.

So I was being kind to myself!

The only mouse painting I have at the moment BethBfromIndiana.  Harvest Mouse in a Tulip.  Small canvas.  You can message me on the FB page if you are interested.

Sunset.

Tomorrow, more of the same.  Bursting with painting plans.  All good.  

Being kind to myself.