Blame it on the lovely days...
Beckoning me, bewitching me into the sun and paint, still.
I went out to shade my flower painting, but then...
Ended up starting a new one.
I just want to be outside, blaring my music and painting.
Morning, noon and night.
Painting imaginary whimsical flowers.
Alas, the winds blow in with some cooler temps.
So, we get the fire going night after night.
Fur and sunsets, fairy lights and warmth.
Love that background sunset.
The little stove gives such wonderful warmth.
We hang out at the gypsy wagon.
I have a trick to tell the heat of my stove.
I keep a kettle of hot water on, it tells (guides) me if the heat is high, medium or low.
I make dinner and then almond milk hot chocolate for dessert.
It's chilly, but not cold.
The days are sunny warm, but the breeze is quite cool, so it's nice.
However, the winds are blowing in, changing our weather.
I see the grey.
Maybe winter is finally coming by, who knows?
I have sunburned shoulders, and the sky is all starry nights.
One extra big and bright.
And in the new grey day, we have naps with twigs and leaves on ears.
Life is short.
Life is fleeting.
Life passes quickly, act accordingly.
That's my motto.
Happy weekend my friends!
Any great plans?
Great plans to me are utterly fantastic movies, popcorn, crocheting, playing checkers, warm socks, grilled veggies, happy dogs.
Well, off I go for now, see you soon!