It’s been very wintery and cold here in the south of England. I drove to the studio today and, on my way, had a beautiful view of the south downs with sunlight and mist.
I am finally at the studio with my little dog and commenced working on two pieces of jewelry for customers. When it was all too much for Pickles to bear, she scratched my leg and let me know that it was time for a walk — and so we walked — up and down the high street where we saw a a group of musicians, complete with bagpipes, serenading the crowds with Christmas carols. Pickles was unimpressed. She merely wanted to sniff the lampposts and greet other doggies who were out walking on this cold Sunday in December.
I now see that I have forgotten Pickle’s favourite dog food and so I think I’ll have to sprinkle a little bit of my baked salmon on her kibble to entice her to eat.
And wrap her up in a blanket because it’s cold down here!
It’s Sunday evening and time to go curl up with a book. I’m reading Dept. of Speculation by Jenny Offill. And you?