As my physiotherapist said last week "You post-surgery ladies want to do everything much too soon".
Yes, we do, and sometimes we pay the price. I have been guilty of Doing Too Much, and Not Looking After Myself. And have fallen in a bit of a heap.
More early nights and less of what Mum used to call Gadding About seem to be required.
This pair of candlesticks were bought by my parents in Spain in 1975,
They had just built a Spanish style home and were having a ball buying themed souvenirs.
I made this extremely amateurish pastel sketch of the house for them
at some stage:
The dear things kept it all these years!
My mother's old china cabinet has now arrived at our house.
She promised it to me all my life.
In the spirit of synchronicity which I love, as we clean out the Spanish house,
and I am in preparation for the Art of the Prado Exhibition coming soon to our State Gallery,
the Martin Sheen/Emilio Estevez movie The Way has been showing locally.
For purposes of research, Mr Cardinal and I flew off to see it.
Filmed in northern Spain, the story is based around, and honours, the
Camino de Santiago, a popular 800 km pilgrimage from the Pyrenees to Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela in Galicia. Legend has it that the remains of the Apostle James are buried here.
I loved watching the austere Spanish countryside and sweet towns along the way, and the Cathedral is breathtaking.
In fact I was intrigued by the whole movie.
And as if there was not enough stuff moving into the nest,
the other day I found this little yellow cutie at Paddo Antique Centre.
Lunched at The Hamptons, and popped into the Happiness Place.
As you do.
The weather round here is absolutely miserable,
but have a Happy Week anyway!