I do not know whether arthritis in my right thumb is the problem, but certainly it is forcing me to adopt handling strategies to compensate for the loss of control. I am finding I have to spend so much energy on this that my work is slowing down and becoming boring , laboured and tentative. So much so that I am beginning to concede that I will never climb that mountain. I am simply too old.
Provided I have the wit to realize I am no longer a sherpa, I can devote my time to raising chickens. This may turn out to be even more useful ……..and fun!
And it being winter, I stuck a branch of wattle in a bottle and proceeded to paint it. It took and hour to register that I simply had no idea. “Mastering” the nude is only a beginning!