I am not person of routine, except for early mornings. Nothing dare interfere with my routine of waking up, walking over to the coffee machine, staring absently at my coffee dripping in my cup, finding my chair and slowly sipping my coffee while my brain and body connects. Once my cup of waking up coffee is empty, my idle mode has shifted into gear and I can take on the day. Don’t mess with my early morning routine.

..every day pottery cup for espresso..

watercolour and dip pen with Sennelier ink in S&B sketchbook, 22.9×15.2 cm

Mon cheri has the habit of wearing shoes until it isn’t recognizable as shoes any more. Not his fancy pansy shoes, but his working shoes here on the farm. He says they become comfortable and he can wear them all over. I buy him a new pair of working boots, just to see him wearing his old worn ones. So I slip away to his shoes in the night and carry them off to the bin and hide them deep, deep under all the other garbage and I can only sigh my relief once the bin has been emptied. I of course plead innocent when he searches all over for his shoes. But I know that he knows that I know.

..throwing out old shoes..

watercolour and dip pen with Sennelier ink in S&B sketchbook, 22.9×15.2 cm

until tomorrow..

Ronelle