Sketching the River Devon

Ive been rottenly ill with the cold, and it has hampered me a bit this weekend, feeling as I do rather full of cold, occasional fever flushes and a cough fit to wake the deadest of the dead.

I didn't run yesterday, and spent the afternoon trying to declutter and making even more of a mess than my flat was in in the first place, but today I did manage to get out and walked one of my usual running routes for about 5 miles. Took me two hours, but that's fine.

Long tailed tits, without the cover of greenery, are very apparent in the trees, zeeeping about in little flocks of about 20 cuter than cute birds. Everywhere robins are patrolling their territories, watching from low branches for any invaders of their space.

I ended up at the River DEvon on Sconce Park, trying to look for the best vantage point to sketch the river and finding it where the drainage channel from the park flows into the river.

I worked quickly and impressionistically - he says getting his excuses in early - not wishing to stay out with my hands ungloved.

There's still a talent deficit, but I suppose I have a style all my own...

Si

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