Friday, October 2

Inktober....Natasha Collins

 My daughter works as a designer of exclusive painted cakes.

Wedding...anniversary...special memories.

Nevie-Pie Cakes...

...writer also of "The Painted Cake" and  "The Homemade Wedding Cake".

...well until the covid restrictions took place in March.

No grand weddings.

No requests for birthday or anniversary cake...nervous people.

She trained in Newcastle as an illustrator and graphic designer .

It's Inktober and this is the beautiful drawing from yesterday.


You could follow her October drawing life on Instagram or Twitter...look out for some more goodies!
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Life has become very uncertain for so many..not least those in the art, food and arts world.
Within my family..apart from Alan and myself and the losing of our ceramic groups in March.
....there is also my sister...@rosiemcclellandart..
...my niece @jessicaweberphotography.com in Berlin 
...and also my chef nephew..Michael Weber in the art of food presentation.
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Here's a pic of something beautiful to give joy today.


Have a great day.



Wednesday, September 30

Fungi....

 I'm looking forward to getting Merlin Sheldrake's book on the wonder of the world of fungi...

"Entangled Life"

Every autumn I search the ground under the birch grove for the first of the fly agaric fungi.

I spotted this one hidden in the edge of the labyrinth...then noticed that some creature had nibbled the edges..and was no doubt giggling somewhere in the grass!
( I hear they are magic!)


..who can have done it?...
 

Happy slugs at The Potters House Penketh!

Sometimes they appear with no spots..are they a different fungi?...I don't know.
I hoping to know a lot more when I've read his book.

Have a great day..October is almost upon us.
We enter the depth of atumn and all that it brings.
Leaf fall
A good year for the mast I hear.





Tuesday, September 29

Mists and Mellow Fruitfulness.


I scrambled to find the camera first thing this morning.
In slippers and big sweater I stumbled out into the garden and then on down the field to catch the first real autumn mists.
The nicotiana was glowing  by the path to the old hen house.

And the summerhouse nearly lost in the quiet air...with pumpkins and marigolds like golden jewels.
...everywhere sparkling webs joining leaf to leaf.

Then...
..back inside for coffee and cereal...made by the potter..as usual!