I've either been busy working or too sick to paint or draw, but things are finally moving in the right direction again. I pulled out a canvas and some acrylics to start a painting. I'm not sure if its going anywhere yet and am remembering quickly why I'm not so keen on acrylic paints. I may get the bones of it down in acrylics then work in oils or it may just sit for awhile while I consider its fate.
It was a lovely sunny day and I walked around the property for awhile seeing what was springing to life and even that was tiring. This cold or flu or whatever I have really has taken its toll this week. I found myself in the barn, talking to Lucky and B.D., the last two ducks living here now. They're a funny pair who seem permanently attached at the hip now They were each left alone and are survivors in their own right.
ttacks by mink and an owl - is the last of a batch of Pekin ducklings that were hatched here a couple of years ago. In the mink attack, he was fairly badly injured and perhaps should have been put down. His neck is twisted as a result of the attack likely tendon and muscle injury. However, I tend to keep waifs and strays, so he remained. He's happy and chatty and healthy other than his lopsided look at the world.
While in there I noticed an old bridle and bit and some ancient horse shoes hanging on the railings of the stairs leading to the loft. Cobwebs and dust accumulated on them, showing their lack of use as I have no horses now. That is a bit sad, but unless I have the time to devote to them, its just not possible.