Project 52: Week 32

Yesterday we ventured out for a trip with Millie and headed for the beach. One of our nearest beaches, although still a bit of a distance away, is home to Antony Gormley's Another Place. It is somewhere we go once or twice a year, having taken Millie there on her first journey out as a puppy, and I love being by the sea. We timed it well, arriving to blue skies and a gentle breeze, as the tide was ebbing. We spent a happy hour gently chasing it out along the sand. The statues are always eye-catching, and this barnacled one had emerged from the water.

first things first

The first of February.

Which means it is officially the first month of my thirties, doesn't time fly! Bringing with it the first annual leave of the year, as The Husband has something planned, and I am itching to find out what. Not long to go now.

The first day of a new week, I love it when the first of the month is also a Monday, it feels very well organised somehow!

Not a first, but actually rather more than that, as this is my 250th blog post. I feel like I should do something more auspicious, but random ramblings has been my style for the last 249, so I shan't buck the trend now.

The first go at painting with acrylics at art class, hence the slightly imposing picture of a man with a gun at the top of the page. Not at all in keeping with the normal fare on this blog, or my mood in general, sinister as he is, but he turned out reasonably well. We built up the colour putting the black on last, and it was funny to see how it all suddenly came together at the end to turn into something that looked vaguely recognisable, after an hour of painting random shapes.

The first day in a while where I went into work early. I've been going in later and finishing later these past few weeks, partly because I haven't been sleeping well and I needed a bit longer in bed in the mornings. Last night felt like my first night of restful sleep in a while, and it was much nicer getting up and out today and finishing when it was still light.

The first haircut with the new hairdresser tomorrow. I've diligently done my homework and printed out some pictures of hair I do like, and she also asked me to bring some pictures of styles I don't like, which hopefully bodes well, as long as we don't mix the pictures up.

The first night of yet another storm, at least I think it is a new one, it is proving a little difficult to keep track, they are rather relentless. We have been lucky not to be particularly badly affected where we live, but the constant road closures and flooding for those in other areas must be so devastating and disruptive. It seems that every night we go to bed to the sound of blustering winds, and wake up to the same. I hope you are all safe and dry, and not being too badly impacted by the weather, and here's hoping the first few days of calmer, kinder weather come soon.