Month: November 2017
Should we have bought a lottery ticket?
Sun was shining throughout the day and the planned walk was started. The light was amazing and the walk relatively easy apart from the mud underfoot. I’d like to tell you where we went but shall not! I’d like it to remain as undiscovered as it is today. I’ve known the area for years having lived there for fourteen or so, some years ago. I know the routes and the walks. today it looked at it’s very best. In the Spring this area is full of wild flowers and as far as I know, has never had any chemicals near … Continue reading Should we have bought a lottery ticket?
I hope the finals will have the same energy.
Three roughs here of work for Cotswold Life Magazine. I’m doing a series called Cotswold Wild Life and these are some of the creatures in it. One tends to do the first rough without really being overly concerned if it works or not and then the secret, if it is one, is perhaps to try and keep it with the same energy as the rough. Miserable Farmers do inhabit the Cotswolds, they probably inhabit everywhere but tend to keep a low profile. I’ll publish the final drawing for this when it’s been published. My Lord and Lady are rarely seen … Continue reading I hope the finals will have the same energy.
Hippy
Cabbage Patch Man
Polish, as in polished
Happy Birthday, Brother.
The full story behind this drawing is on the link below, plus the original rough. It’s his birthday today and I expect he won’t notice this, that is the posting, not the day. I’ve no doubt he’ll be on the look-out for the odd bargain. He’s not called Robin either. I’ll expect his kids and my sister in law to like this. What’s in a name? Continue reading Happy Birthday, Brother.
Stubble Farmer
A break in the weather
So a bit of a walk last week with my chum Richard. We managed a break in the dull weather and got out into the sun in the Mendips. Did wonders for my ‘steps count’ on my phone, especially when we took a slight detour. The highlight for me was this beechwood with the sun shining through. I wish my photographs did it as much justice as it actually was on the day. Continue reading A break in the weather
Specs
Hay Field
