I can't see beyond the end of my trowel lately and have loved being out of doors most of the time. I find myself going to bed when it gets dark, and waking with the dawn and wonder if this is a natural bodily response to being outside and doing physically tiring work.
Indoors I am gradually reviewing my paintings, deciding what to keep and what to sell.
If like me you move your paintings frequently this tip might be useful for filling the many small holes in the walls. Most of my walls are white and rubbing a piece of white chalk over the hole fills the hole and smudging it with my finger blends the rest into the wall - almost invisible (and good enough till I next get round to redecorating).
I prefer rhododendrons in the vase rather than in the garden...