Wednesday.

Three Roe Deer this morning, two this evening.

Now trying to get to grips with stuff of mine to be entered into the exhibition.  Plus those of the DP.  He seems to have been landed with taking other peoples stuff in.  Ever the laid back helper.  It would drive me nuts.  I just had a message from someone who cannot be there at take down on Sunday evening.  So he will be bringing even more back.

Today I managed my pulmonary physio exercises and washed my hair.  Despite struggling to breathe when walking from chair to loo and back again, I sail through the pulmonary exercises.  Marching on the spot, weights on ankles raise legs, hold, weight on walking stick raise stick, step ups, arm weights up, in, front and to the side.  

Pushed myself to go to the Prom.

A beautiful day!  There was an Autumnal nip in the air.  But it was sunny, no wind.  Great.

Did my usual deep breathing.

Thanks to this pair not a bird to be seen on the beach.  They just charged from one side to the other.  And barked.

Small fishing boat coming in to the harbour.

Yesterday we had The Flying Dutchman in the harbour. She was there overnight.

This beautiful photograph was taken by my friend Mark Grant.

Later in the day I had my friend L visit.  She usually comes on Wednesday afternoons and paints.  She has now got her own studio but still visits.  She paints when she visits normally, but today she had been dealing with someone wanting to buy one of her sheep.  A Gotland Ram.

So they come look and the woman says, "  He isnt selling himself to me, he has small balls."
My friend points out that most of the sheep in the field next door, are his lambs so big or little he has proved himself.  At this point the woman said she was wanting him to cross with her Shetland Sheep, now they are little and the Gotland is big.  Would the Shetland be able to give birth to such a cross?  This had obviously not been considered.  So L did not sell her ram.  But no sheep was harmed.....

The Rooks are ready for bed - and so am I.