Waiting for Agnes. Storm Agnes is on her way, but early this morning there was a bobber in the water. Taking a dip before the storm disrupts our coastal life.

Just like a storm the subjects for this blog are blowing around in my ponderage. 4 possible subjects all of them small. Struggling to find a common theme and realising that with forbearance and some imagination the link might be the sea.

Tasks for the day

Chores

Dog walks

Make new necklace out of three old broken ones

Sketch a merwoman/bobber taking a strong pose

Dog walks

Chores

Lets not talk about the chores but the first dog walk found a familiar bobber bobbing in Tranquility Bay. Which for now is still tranquil.

I have been holding on to three broken necklaces for some time. I moved them to this house in bits two years ago. Today was the day that I actually reused the best bits from all three. The link to the sea is tenuous but the new necklace is made mostly out of artificial pearls.

My other slightly sea related subject is a new to me accompaniment for toast.

Fishy, salty and lemony it is the perfect wake up for my post-covidly pathetic taste buds. I tried Gentlemen’s Relish but it seems my tastes are more towards the criminal than the gentlemanly.

And so onto the sketch of the day. It seems only appropriate to name her Agnes.

And now to get on with the day…

But first the sketch pretending to be art.