Current W.I.P.s: GNS3 | Lost Glove Society
Nostalgia #1
Old Manor Ware ornament from the early 1970s. My father used to buy these on his trips around the country as a coach driver and they have always fascinated me.
The Dryad - a solstice story
I spent this morning continuing my work on the cover of my next book :)
Solstice Stories - The Dryad Cover Design
Coming soon - my first in a series of 4 connected Christmas ghost stories... Started working on the cover design tonight - here's my initial effort:
Solstice ~ Story 2
The second tale of my portmanteau Christmas ghost story is coming along nicely now. The two protagonists are now heading out into the words to kickstart their evening of fun...
Solstice ~ Story 1 Illustration
Illustrations for my new Christmas ghost story - the first of four such tales I am working on. All 4 stories revolve around the same Christmas tree over the same few nights between Mid-Winter Solstice and Christmas Day...
Jade - Hummel's Sunset
I do love this variety of Jade (Crassula ova). It is called Hummel's Sunset. Look at those colours :)
T - 2
Making the most of my last two days before I return to work by spending them in the garden. I am so happy the sun is shining 😎
T - 3: Bees in Our Garden Today
I am so pleased that the sun will be shining for the three remaining days of my pandemic lockdown :)
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| (Curious sundog in the afternoon sky. The bee is in the bottom right corner) |
Torture Garden
Continuing my run of watching portmanteau horror films of late (without a doubt my favourite movie genre), I watched Torture Garden today. It's a lovely little film, with the first story, about a greedy playboy wanting to get his hands on a horde of witch's gold he thinks his uncle has discovered, easily being easily my favourite stand out tale in the collection :)
Writer's Block!
Despite her best efforts to hinder my progress, tale one of my portmanteau Christmas ghost story is now complete :)
T - 6 - Nearly There
I am Nearly there. I just have the last scene of my 1st Christmas ghost story to work on now...
T - 7
I am absolutely determined to finish the first tale of my portmanteau novel before I return to my office job next week...
T - 9 Days
I have just nine days left of my pandemic lockdown before I return to work :o/
Determined to make the most of this time, today I finally managed to completed the latest Sweyne's Eye photography zine. It should be hopefully be published sometime over the next few days :)
Beautiful Borage
The Borage seeds I sowed back in Spring are now coming into their own :) One of my favourite plants in the world. And they are a magnet for honey bees :)
Bliss
Reading in the sunshine. 😎 With the most beautiful clouds floating in the sky above me. Bliss.
Portmanteau Movies #1 and #2
Getting in the mood to continue my very own collection of portmanteau horror tales by watching my favourite portmanteau movies. Starting with these two Amicus gems 😊
Gifts From My Daughter
I received a parcel in the post this morning from my lovely daughter - a fairies/gnomes waymarker and a gnome :) They have already found a home amongst my plants :)
The magickal waymarker looks very fitting amongst the branches of my oldest Crassula ovata plant. The little pixie in the background is resting atop the stump left when I made a cutting of the plant for my daughter when she left home a couple of years ago. The plant is of sentimental significance as I grew it from a single leaf cutting taken when my daughter was born 25 years ago.
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| Pixie resting on the stump left from a large cutting I took a couple of years back |
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| My daughter's Crassula ova plant, grown from the cutting taken from the mother plant |
The gnome, too, seems happy sat amongst the leaves of another of my favourite house plants :)
Quiet Life
My local beaches are hectic when the sun shines, with people gathering en masse as though we weren't in the midst of a pandemic! And so, for this evening's walk, I took a more sheltered route through my local woods and park.
Comet Neowise
Comet Neowise. Photographed from my bedroom window in the wee small hours of the morning.
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