Yesterday I was too tired to do anything but sit and paint, and then at half past four drive up Longstone Edge with a flask of decaff Yorkshire tea and sit in the car, look at the view, and read and write for a bit. I have no idea why I was so tired.

I am still obsessed with the lines of the clematis by our front door: I took these photos yesterday:

I am working on an abstract clematis painting, but I'm not ready for anyone but Dave to see it yet.

Here, instead is one page of my palette book from yesterday, when I was painting something else:

And here are two more pages from Keep Moving by Maggie Smith that I read in the car, and which spoke to my condition:

Today's header is a photo by Rosemary Mann, of Wensleydale.