Yesterday was a blur of starting and finishing a large pastel. Another version of "Seth and the Girls." Just to see if it could be done. It was done. Not the finessed sort. But a scribbled doings.
I listened to the tennis match at Wimbledon.... where Rafa Nadal was defeated bya player who has never won a major. They toughed it out to the very end. The last set only lasted two hours. Equal till it wasn't. Many people were surprised. I have tried learning not to be surprised much. Sports at any level is a good teacher.
Now it is time to start a certain speeding adventure.
I am already looking forward to a doing nothing Sunday. We shall not speak much of the woodchuck who is gnawing through my serious garden not unlike a slow durry tornado. Tomatoes survive. So far.
Fare-thee-well,
Sue
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