Having now caught up with things somewhat over the last two weeks, I had intended to get stuck into my writing next week. I have a book that I am putting the finishing touches to and am halfway through another. Not only that, I hoped to spend more time folding and packing my greeting cards and looking for new outlets. Then a couple of days ago I noticed that Leslie Saeta will be hosting another 30 paintings in 30 days challenge at the beginning of September. I have been finding it hard to paint as often as I had been earlier in the year so this challenge should get me off and galloping again. I'm hoping it will also force me to develop better time-management skills because I still hope to fit the writing and greeting cards in around it.
I feel quite excited about the challenge when I'm not feeling terrified. It's a huge commitment that I made on the spur of the moment, and I haven't had any time at all to get prepared in advance. But hopefully, the end of September will find me high on a sense of achievement - rather than whimpering on the floor in the foetal position.
Now for something totally different. The other day I was once again enjoying the coastline when I spotted this beautiful lizard with it's baby sunning itself in the watery sunshine. I'd never seen a baby one before, but unfortunately I didn't get long to admire it as the mother flicked it into the crack in the path as she bravely remained where she was to protect it.