Drawn by a Star

  Expressive arts group.... so much fun playing with colour... experimenting... and loving it.... later I drew into the images... Another Wednesday morning of discovering what can happen when we experiment with colour and additives: vinegar, oil, salt, alcohol, lemon juice on top of watercolour, then wandering in with lines to see what we can find. Thank you Pernille for another smile making session, once again I come home delightfully surprised. Click on any image to see the slide show.

Awesome Saturday. Today, I enjoyed a celebratory lunch at the beach with a dear friend.  The  restauarnt was jam packed.  At least six waiters sprinted in and out of the kitchen. One dropped a wine glass.  Some tables  were  inside, most were outside on the beach. The sea was calm.  There was no wind. January on the beach.  Incredible ! All the best tables were taken or reserved.  A scribbled note on the corner of the paper tablecloth proved the reservation - Alfredo- 14.30- Lecrin, Maria 15.00,Velez, etc. Could we separate these two tables I asked the head waiter?  Hummm was the reply.  Great.  We got the last seats, inside. The sun shone. The large elderly senora  at the next table, accompanied by  two men and a young woman, somehow managed to eat paella without losing her bright orange lipstick. After sharing a creme caramel with my friend of 18 years, we headed for Lidel, and cat food. Not ha...

With considerable seriousness, bearded Don Claudio, the orthopaedic surgeon, asked me today if I was aware of the risks of having a hip operation.  As the interview developed  we witnessed an experienced doctor showing kindness, interest, and humour.  He spent  most of our time together time looking directly at me and Maria, asking many questions, and listening attentively to the answers.  I was amazed.   In the car coming home  we discussed every part of the morning.  The  rough  nurse in the x-ray department- did you hear me scream  4 times I asked Maria?  No, she said, that’s why they have  thick  double doors!   The visit to the chemo ward, to change the time of the next check-up for the little implant ,was highlighted by  the lovely welcome from the head nurse.  She jumped up from her desk and kissed me. Are you Ok  were her first words. And as we wound our way home t...