Well now you know

It's been two weeks since I last blogged. This is proof again that any kind of internal, creative life cannot be expressed , even in 5 minute blogs, if there are too many external pressures - in my case work and a nasty flu type bug that hung around far too long. I haven't even had time to think about my blog - this state of emergency cannot continue. I promise to myself that I will do a daily blog and kick start my creative life (I drive an automatic). No point in doing a boring blog though (and at some point this will turn from private to public) so can I find anything creative inside me at all?

1. I have been noticing summer turning into winter on my daily dog walks. I don't turn these into words (could be because I'm too busy thinking 'bitch coming into view, turn left quickly and distract with stick'), but I do appreciate the visual images. Maybe I should aim to capture one of these in words each morning.

2. When I changed the hands on my alarm clock, watch and kitchen clock I remembered other autumns in the days before digital clocks. Rituals bring up memories. I've bought my pumpkin to carve as usual, though in my childhood it would have been a swede, much harder to carve and smellier even if the faces were more distinctive (because harder to carve).

3. I started 2 paintings last weekend- one was supposed to be my farewell to twenty years commuting to work, and it didn't work. Canvas too big, not thought through, too squarey. But the other did: not planned or thought about at all. In oils, my blue hungarian jug and a bunch of pink and purple hebes and white something or others from the second blossoming in my front garden. I discovered a nice X shape with the diagional of the table top crossing the diagonal of the branches. I should finish it.