After some days of stormy weather I sat in the sun by the mud flats today, sketching. It’s a very long time since I have done this: I am not much of a one for a detailed ‘finished’ drawing. I prefer to catch the fleeting moment in some way or other – though I do find drawing a wonderful way of making notes and sharpening the observation.

On my way, I spent some time with the horses, whilst overhead a skylark sang non-stop.