I took today off work to attend the funeral of an old family friend who died recently. The ceremony was lovely but took place in a round church with bare brick walls and almost no windows, which made me feel as though we were in a disused storage tank.
I also ironed 26 shirts. I am not, however, about to explode into a feminist rant, because today I’m being a domestic goddess. I’m even going to try some cooking. Mike does a LOT around the house; more than me.
Yesterday I went out into nature for some sketching inspiration and drew a wolf in sheep’s clothing:
Here are some flowers: