All this bright and lovely day, painting chickens in my studio to the sound of blackbirds and magpies song, and sheep pulling at green grass. Outside years of neglect in the garden have made a carpet of honeysuckle across old shed rooves. In the evening the scent of the flowers thickens the air, especialy after sunshine.
Bored with colouring in chickens I wandered across the fields to Adam's studio, but there was no getting away from the birds.
A few days ago I rediscovered the work of Hannah Willow on facebook. I have beautiful earings of Hannah's that I bought at The Bluestone Gallery in Devizes.
While I was blogging a swallow the colour of the cushion the earings rest on flew in through my attic windows, around my studio, down the stairs and back again. I opened windows wide to let the beautiful jewel bird out and now it is no where to be seen, so I hope it is back in its home in the sky. Windows were only open downstairs for moments, but a cat crept in!