Here are a few drawings from the past two weeks of life in Kingston Upon Thames.
We returned home from Canada and immediately entered a huge heat wave. Couple that with a sick toddler and two polish workmen tramping around the house trailing plaster dust and paint daubs, and you have the recipe for an adventure in patience.
So Little One and I cozied up in her bedroom (one of the only rooms not frequented by said workmen) and did wooden puzzles and sang songs. We picked lavender in the garden and rolled it between our fingers, letting the astringent, clean smell calm our senses.
We ate ice cream when things got really out of hand.
And while she napped, I did a few drawings in my moleskine sketchbook.