Not a classic November day!

There was a very soft and pretty light early this morning. When I came out of my art class in Portobello at 12 noon, the sun was shining and there was not a breathe of wind. I drove towards Musselburgh and the sea to my left was like a mill pond. And in the hazy, blue-grey distance was Cockenzie Power Station, looking as romantic in that light as any power station could possibly look!

I am really going to miss those two chimneys when they demolish them, sooner now than later. :o(

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Early morning light

There have been some cracking early morning skies this week. The sunrise has generated a strong rose gold light which has been picked up not only in the clouds but also through the silver-white grasses around the edge of the golf course. I always marvel at the clouds. Constantly changing, formations that have never been seen before, never to be seen again.

In a vase on Monday - colour

The intense colours in my vase this week come from nasturtiums, sweetpeas and a single glorious zinnia! Their beauty and love of life speak for themselves and need no further words from me! Enjoy!

A simple vase on Monday

I have just one flower in my vase this week. A simple, pretty, wild narrow-leaved Michaelmas daisy. The vase is actually a black pottery cup. I wish I could remember where we bought it and who made it, but it is a great favourite of mine. I even made it the subject of a piece of artwork several years ago. Clearly shaped by hand, it has the air of a Japanese piece about it.

the running wave

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