Stuffed up with a cold and cough. Even sound odd.
Had to force myself out a couple of times so far, to empty the dog. AND so he can drain some energy. Otherwise there will be no rest when we are back inside. Last night no drawing either, too tired. Flopped on to the pillow.
Its not all gloom though, another important aspect announced itself.
I had a sense of colours. There are lots of golds. On being out in the mists this morning the autumn hues provide lots of glints and so my thought have turned to my Tree from the real ones around me
It might not be made of Thorn, but perhaps it is going to be a Joseph Tree of sorts.