Watching the wind

I can't seem to get any peace and quiet.
My brain won't stop. It's like it's running up a hill and I'd follow it but my knees are hurting. Louise Hay would say it's something to do with not bending and flowing with life. I am trying to but I've been a bit tense this week deciding what to do about a couple of things.
I bend and flow with ease, I bend and flow with ease, I bend and flow with ease.

There's a tree outside the window and the wind is having fun.  All the leaves are clinging on to the branches, feeling the freeness but unable to let go. I suppose it's not that bad, feeling the wind again and again rather than being really free only to hit the ground in seconds.

My sister's dog is so happy. I feel very grateful to be seeing her everyday at the moment. She helps balance out the craziness of the kids. Summer holidays.

Last week I went for a row on the River Dee in Chester which was rather lovely. The sun was out and the swans were showing off. I have a picture on my phone but can't get my computer to see it. Rather annoying. I knocked my camera on a door at a gig and so that's died. Not much luck on the camera front, mind you my brother has sent one so I'll see if I can get my head around it and start taking pictures again to brighten up this diary page.

The good thing is that I've almost finished the series of paintings that go with the songs from 'Sunlight On My Soul'. Just two more to go then I'll start on ideas to go with the new songs. I want to paint enough for an exhibition so I can sing the songs in a nice gallery and have the paintings on the walls. It'll be lovely.