#1146 theoldmortuary ponders.

Five Days to Boxing Day.

We filled the shortest day of 2024 with colour and bright lights. The day started and ended in Devizes, a town very close to Sronehenge where Solstices are always celebrated. But actual daybreak and sunset were experienced at Battersea Power Station in London.

The shortest day unexpectedly took on the colour of Orange. My raincoat is Orange and it became the theme colour of my day.

We even drove to London in an orange car but more of that at the end of the day.

Breakfast at Borough Market with all the fun and pleasure of meeting up with people we haven’t seen for a while.  And all the excitement of Christmas in an authentic everyday market.

Lunchtime was spent at Fortnum and Mason. A place famed for a particular shade of blue, but even they had used Orange as their accent colour for Christmas.

At Fortnum and Mason, we found  some fabulous orange hued paintings that reflected the slightly rainy but warm hued feeling of our day.

Street fair at Dusk. © Francis Hamel.

Fortnum’s and the Arts – Grand Masters

These paintings by Francis Hamel exactly reflected our late afternoon return to Battersea.

A sprinkling of rain and fairground rides.

As dusk arrived we hit the road west to home and one last orange encounter.

Our vehicle of choice for the day.

Here is the last orange tale of the day. We were parked up in a rural market town, Devizes, on the last Saturday night before Christmas. The local lads were merry.  We were sat in the car outside Marks and Spencer. Bright lights and christmas lights outside made us invisible. A group of lads streamed around the car.

” ‘ere will ya look at that car “

“Boys lets get a photo”

” Mate, mate if my cock was a car it would be this one”

Let’s just think about that.

Conclusion reached later.

Stubby and orange and runs on electric.

And so we get to 26 days to Boxing Day. V for the Victoria Line and Victoria Station.

Victoria Station and the Victoria Line were part of my commuting journey for many years and Battersea Power Station was a twice daily feature of my commute. Which is why I painted it before it was redeveloped.

P.s even the guest towel at our friends house was orange.

#673 theoldmortuary ponders

Sometimes landscapes make me want  to lay down and be part of it. Mossy boulders are particularly enticing and, of course, particularly uncomfortable in reality.

Today I felt the urge to paint a fantasy glade with a mossy boulder.

It has a long way to go but I already know the painted boulder would be a comfortable place to rest and the glade is becoming more fantastical by the brushstoke.

Green is my Friday colour.

Pandemic Pondering #486

Spring colours on a summers day.

©Debs Bobber

Yesterday was on the cusp, caught somewhere between a summer heatwave and the inevitable summer storm. In some ways a perfect day for capturing bright colours that are bleached out by harsh sunlight and that struggle to shine in a storm. These ice-cream coloured houses are on the way to our regular swimming bay. They exactly match a chrysanthemum that is currently living in our kitchen.

I want to become Lilliputian in size and stretch out in the centre of this gorgeous flower and then take a dip in this tiny emerald rockpool that also twinkled in the softer sun of yesterday.

©Debs Bobber

In reality, of course I am far from Lilliputian. The chrysanthemum may well contain an earwig who would gobble me up for a snack if I were so small.

Yesterdays changeling weather also brought new swimming companions to the bay. Not the sort that make us gasp with excitement, more a tingle of anticipation, and certainly not something Lilliputian me would like to meet in a rockpool.

©Elle White Devon Wild Swimming

The Compass Jellyfish was basking in the shallows yesterday. The stinging nettles of the sea. Our photograph was rather drear but this lovely green one from a local Wild Swimming site captures yesterdays colours perfectly. Have a lovely Saturday.