A ride to Sledmere found me looking at two trees. I think they are worth painting, today however, there was a slight drizzle so I explored the walled garden. Walking through the serpentine path I nearly stumbled on a partly hidden young blackbird. As I bent to pick it up it opened its mouth for food. I could hear gentle clucking nearby and realised that it would be okay, so I moved on as it scurried for cover. The central path leading to the blue garden room is a riot of colour with bright yellows, oranges and reds in particular. Huge banana plants dominate the rear borders looking magnificent. As I approached the garden room a dog sat upright and looked at me. Aha....I recognised the dog which came running over, I bent down and patted it as it frolicked around my legs. So, moving on to the garden room it was good to see three ladies, dear friends having a catch up. After brief introductions I left for Burdale. I was'nt quite happy at Burdale and drove over to the Thixendale path. I saw this view and decided to try painting it. I thought the magenta Rosebay Willowherb and the thistle seedheads were worth capturing as they describe a particular time. I thought about the alternative name for Rosebay Willowherb, Fireweed. As autumn develops the dagger shaped leaves turn bright red and indeed look very much as if they are on fire. Must return to see and maybe paint in the autumn. As I painted, people came over and chatted. They had parked at Robert Fullers and I explained how they could walk the path below. They set off and I continued laying out the painting. The tractor lines in the field also add interest as well as the foreground wheat detail. The farmer stopped and we had a pleasant chat about this and that and the penalties for harvesting oil seed rape when the moisture content was too low. I remembered the farmer from, I assume Gill's, who was concerned about his crop, which, I noticed had been cut as I past later on. Hope he wasn't caught out. The family returned from their walk but had stopped at a huge fallen tree trunk without reaching the ground art work. Probably just as well though as they need to collect their car from the car park which they thought may be locked soon. Buzzards mewed behind me as a deceased lamb was being collected. I noticed the sheep sitting under the small trees. They were, in fact, tups as the farmer told me.
Oil on deep edge canvas 24 x 24 inch....POA.
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