Last week I sat on cold sunny day to do some pastel sketching but today I joined the sketching group for our fortnightly draw. We were very quickly forced to the shelter of the cafe as the wind came up bringing sideways rain with it. The small pavilion I was in had not provided protection…
The other day I took a lot of shots of Hotham Park’s Crows but was amused by their antics in the gravel garden where they have their own private jacuzzi, private that is except for paparazzi like me.
A couple of days ago I posted plein-air pastel sketches. I usually take a few photos too. The frosts and wind will soon put an end to the show but if you are prepared to look in some of the hidden places gold can still be found.
