R's rue

I take a lot of house photos from various vacations because i always see some i want to draw.  A photo of this house was taken about four years ago in a town up at the central coast.  The day we took a walk through the neighborhood it was full of color - peak fall colors.  It only took me this many years to finally sketch it. So what did you do today?  Or still involved in since there are a lot more hours left in this day.  To me it feels like it should be later than it is because of the fog.

Italians are not the only people who like to sing Yesterday afternoon, as we updated our care plans and filled out the necessary intentional rounding sheets, a couple of nurses I work with started to sing in Welsh. I didn't know the words to some of their songs but managed to gently join in with the Welsh hymn Calon Lân  as a patient and her visitors came to the hospice corridor in order to listen. A small human  moment but a tiny powerful one in this mad big world. This morning I have given my spare bedroom a spring clean. It now no longer smells of academia and lofty thinking Of musty papers, dust and dead air. The windows were opened wide to the cold spring air fresh from Gop Hill and although I aim to repaint and recarpet  the room soon, I washed the paintwork down and shampooed the rub into sweet freshness. A cheerful new duvet and bedding on special offer at Sainsbury's rebooted the old Victorian bed and I could tell that the ever present Winnie was joyfully thinking ...