It has become a running joke amongst friends that in one telephone conversation I will be pinning a dress and scraping out poop from my coop! or dashing out of my studio to take collection of pallets for fencing whilst banging a saucepan in the street to retrieve my rather adventurous brown hen 'Bovril'.
I think perhaps I am turning into the crazy artist down the road, fortunately, this being Chagford I am in good company, not only in my street but the whole village!
I took these photo's the other day that summed up my life rather aptly I thought.......
A vintage fashion show.............
|local models strutted their stuff......|
|tripped the light fantastic....|
|sashayed in swimwear.......|
|and swung 70's style!|
|photo's by Juliette Mills|
and a splash of sunshine........
This meant a frenzy on garden jobs, finally a chance to enjoy the beautiful countryside and the opening of our local swimming pool.
|frantic fence making from pallets and off cuts from a local skip.....all free and now my veg can grow!|
|the beautiful Bovril (no longer egg bound!)|
|and her slightly more scraggy companion Ash|
Work resumes as normal.