A fine line

I am up and doing a bit more today but there is a fine line between doing not enough and too much.
I am managing to do my exercises, and I have cleaned up the kitchen, men really dont seem to have any idea about what a kitchen should look like.
I still have a lot more cleaning to do but as my knee started to ache I stopped and stuffed a couple of doll bodies and Tabby and Millie and her John came to see me so we talked and I sat and it was very pleasant.
I now have to repair darling, who was Tabby's doll and Millie now wants her looking better, Darling has sleep eyes and plastic head and arms and legs but a soft body. I think I can fix her up. She is over 40, how time flies.
I have been watching the many birds that come by my window and although these are not correct as far as feather or colour they are a similar shape, I just wish I could paint birds like Genine does on her blog, but these are the best I can do.
My eyes are not feeling terribly good either so I have been switching between glasses, so took the opportunity to try and draw them.
I have come to the conclusion that I am not terribly good at any of the things I draw and paint but it does give me pleasure so I suppose that is the main thing. Perhaps if I had been encouraged to draw and paint as a child and teenager but now I am in my 70's it is probably a bit late!
It is still cold and every so often it drips a bit, a wonderful spring. I just want to get out and plant a few more things I have in pots before it gets too hot.
I have loved looking at the snow in the north of the UK but am glad I dont have to cope with it. Some of the photos on blogs have been stunning. Helen Cowans for one if you can find it.