So to my watercolour journal I went again last night with a good warm cup of herbal tea.
And after choosing my favourite brush, I opened my paint box of many colours. With the first dip of my brush into a little green watercolour, I found myself taken back into the world of my Imaginary Secret Garden.
And as I walked around this whimsical place, amongst all the colourful flowers and trees, I came upon a very rare Flower Tailed Doodle Bird. It tweeted a little tune of curiosity and delight and then skittled and skuttled as it stared back at me, wondering I suppose what I was doing there.
Then with a flip and a flap of it’s pretty little wings, away it flew into the densely flowered garden. And as I left this place of colour and silliness, I thought to myself that time spent there is always for sure a very good thing.