I got up this morning and thought I’d paint. Then I checked my art table.

There was a furry obstacle.

So I walked up the street to buy bread instead.

Then I worked for a bit.

Followed by a bit of garden pruning.

Before re-checking the art table to see whether I could finish my piece.

Nope. Double trouble.

So I had a power nap.

Then considered doing some more work.

Opened and the file and felt overwhelmed at where to start.

Walked to the bottle shop instead for some cider. (I had a craving for it. I’ll have a drink once every couple of months, so this is not a regular coping strategy!)

Finally, my art friends had evacuated and I could conclude painting the piece Andrew has named Whale Song. I’ve got no idea why. I’m not really sure what it is, so I’ll go with that title!