Good Morning

So whenever I start something new up I post like crazy for a couple of days and then I forget about it for about a year and finally drag myself back. Oh joy is me.

So last night I finally managed to pull myself into bed at around 1.30 after doing a bit of tidying around the house. I then spent a good hour with fine liners and black pen doodling this pretty little flower picture...finally I got bored.

SLEEP!

But then I was so paranoid i'd not wake up in time to wash, get dressed, eat and make myself look vaguely respectable that I woke myself up ever half hour from 7.30 onwards.

I can't remember exactly what I dreamt about. All I know is that it involved a journey and a few nicely placed bushes for me to hide behind. Thank you imagination from saving me from bandits.

It's time now for me to go. Probably best before I start waffling.