Preparations continue for the installation of my work at Woodbridge Museum early next week. A frenzy of activity and decision making, dialogue and discussion with curator Helen.
The late evening walks beside the River Deben, soothing and repetitious, evoke a series of overlapping memories. The rescuing from the path of a stranded caterpillar or an upside down beetle, the spotting of a hedgehog track in the deep undergrowth, the late mews of the gulls. A concertina of years.
OH DEAR, DEAR !!!! a very nasty case of sentimental nostalgia which must be excised soon before the poison spreads.