Small Things

Little things can bring pleasure - sometimes more than big things.  Yesterday a peacock butterfly landed at my feet during our daily 'exercise'.  It then fluttered up into the bushes and flew away.  A friendly robin bobbed along beside us in the allotments, landing on makeshift fences and garden equipment.  Take comfort in small things.  I have included a painting I did of a ringlet butterfly a few years ago - I saw the butterfly at the site of deserted medieval village Wharram Percy in Yorkshire.  The ringlet is one of my favourites because its markings seem so primitive - more so than for example the peacock.  They remind me of round barrows in a ploughed brown field.