Broken whelk

I picked up this lovely big broken whelk shell while we were walking on the beach the other day. Such a nice thing to sketch. We have had a busy and rather upsetting few days. Terrible fires to the north of Adelaide, losses of people, houses, stock and ways of life. It wasnt such a terribly hot day but the winds were awful and where it started was cropping land and so dry. It just took off and wasnt to be stopped in a hurry. Friends lost houses and animals, others just houses, some just animals but the whole thing was a nightmare. I spent most of the day watching around our house although it was cooler down here but it was still terribly windy. I am full of aches again so off for a blood test yesterday, I dont know when I will know the results. Just hope its not a return of the polymyalga and is just my normal?? arthritis. Not getting a lot done I am afraid, whatever it is.

sketchbook pages

It has been an unsettling few days. Paris, Beirut, what or who next? My arthritis has been giving me gip as well and so I feel rather sad and depressed. The book I am reading at the moment isnt helping. ( The last train to Instanbul) Silly sketches sometimes help.

Boobyalla

When we walked yesterday the flies were bad, small and persistent so John pulled off a piece of a boobyalla bush to use as a fly whisk. I brought it home to draw. My sketching has been to say the least pretty 'sketchy' Not sure why but the inclination isnt there very much but I do like to keep up this blog so here is my small contribution.