Doxology-Sketch

Giffilated

 

 

 

I spent a silly hour tonight giffilating one of my sketches so you could see how it built up.

Book Reading

Reading a book with letters printed on pages. Is this a thing of the past?

Mouse Juggling Elephants.

Like a mouse I feel I am juggling Elephants - so I drew this.

 

 

But then I thought, no, I am an elephant, huge in my own eyes,

juggled by an incredidibly skilled and modestly sized in his own eyes God - who also juggles many other outsized self inflated elephants.

God does not drop us.

Orchard Street, from memory

My childhood was spent running in and out of these doors, up and down the row of cottages.

Very much on my mind at the moment, not surprising my pencil began this sketch.

My sketch of Mum's Mouse Sketch

Right back to when I was very young, my Mum would draw the most delightful mouse to ornament cards, letters, notes - or just on his own.

Here is my tribute to Mum's mouse, and hoping she may draw many more.

Just recently my sister embroidered it onto some clothing for Mum, a wonderful idea, a great idea of how much this mouse has always meant to us.

Vliegermolen Windmill, Voorburg, Holland

 

Drawn earlier this week at Voorburg in Holland. Twas so cold I ended up sketching with my gloves on. Brrr.

Still, I was able to finnish it off in the evening infront of a roaring log fire.

I had fun that day too filming storks and herons in flight, and photo-ing a whole heap of other stuff.

The Olde Village Pump at Horningsea.

Water Pump at Horningsea.

I tootled off on my bicycle this morning to Horningsea, a local Anglo Saxon village, on a Geocaching Adventure, at the same time armed with my Postcard SketchPad.

Horningsea  is a pretty little village, what really caught my eye was the Olde Village Water Pump.

The box to the left of the tree in the background I am told looks like a Cable Junction Box. It was in fact a Telephone Box. Oops!
The full box was orriginally in the sketch, but the low overhanging branches blocked it out.

Cedric & Max: Return to the Page.

I have not see much of Cedric nor Max recently, singularly uninspired in my sketching. But today, pleased as punch, they walked quite randomly back into a letter I was writing and sat down  at top and bottom corners of the page.

I say, 'sat', but indeed Cedric was swimming in the warm waters around his island.
Max was heartily singing Camp Fire Songs, standing maybe a bit too close to the fire for safety. I must speak to him about that.

The letter is almost finished now, but will be posted after Final Collection tomorrow to plop onto S's doormat on Saturday. I always aim for a Saturday delivery, so much nicer to receive a Hand Written Letter on a Saturday as the weekend is just kicking in.

SPLASHING through puddles...

Bilbo's Walking Song

With a bit of culture almost injected into my veins this weekend, I went in search of a poem from Lord of the Rings I have always wanted to remember.

I so like the imagery of roads linking up, but I am not sure this is the one I remember!
Leading from door to door?

30 Year Old Cognac

I have in my drinks cupboard, a bottle of 30+ year old Cognac. It was only 10 years old when it was given to me, cognac is not my drink of choice.

But these last few weeks I have been enjoying an odd tipple here and there from this bottle having rescued the liquor from a crumbling cork.

The wine goblet is stainless steel, one that I have owned and been drinking from for over 40 years.

Dandelion

Hmm, I miss-spelt Dandelion... Oh well!

Countryside Mountains

I live in suburbia, but would love someday to live out in the countryside with walks such as this on my doorstep.

 

I do so hate the feel of pavements under my feet, far prefering a bouncy meadowy tread, or leaping rock to rock up a mountainside. Hmmmmmm - time to stop dreaming, and back to planet earth.

Monday's weather

St George's Day

Happy St George's Day folks.
Are you off to hunt dragons today?

An experiment today, picturing the portrait and portraited.

Advertising Bikes

This postcard, sketched at lunchtime, is winging it's way Northwards beyond the border.

More and more recently bikes have been popping up around Cambridge with Advertising Boards strapped to the frame. Today I saw one with a Free NewsPaper dispenser attached to the back rack...

Sinking Moon

The moon looked so magnificent this morning.
This was the view before I made my porridge. Breakfast eaten the moon had sunk behind the roofline.

CherryHinton Hall Pond

Methinks the swan is slightly swan like, but the Mallard is more penguin like. At least it is a aquatic bird.