Thursday, May 10, 2007
It took a bit of Googling but I found out these are Osteospurmum Whirligigs. Strange word, whirligig, it sounded cute until I read it used to be an instrument of torture! Anyway, I do like these unusual flowers, spotted yesterday and given a new home.
The name is quite apt though as my mind feels as if it's spinning like a whirligig. Bizarrely perhaps, the more I have to say the less I blog, and the more I think about the restrictions I place on myself and why they came about.
I went to my first watercolour class and it was loads of fun. The teacher was just as nice as she sounded and one of those rare individuals who absolutely loves what she does and really wants to share it. She was bursting with information and I felt like a sponge, wanting to soak it all up but she didn't want to overload me with too much! However, taking the class represents a lot more to me than learning a new skill. The fact that I can enjoy it and have fun is quite a step forward but not feeling I have to prove that this is something worthwhile and purposeful, that's the giant leap.