Away all day in Chester at a fibre artists group…not finding much time to actually do art quilts, but my mind gets filled with new ideas. Returned home to strong winds, large waves, no surfers. Once upon a time, I thought that wind and waves would equal surfing. I’ve learned quite a lot now, especially with Jockel in our family. Not even kite surfers today…too erratic, the wind, that is…maybe. I could yet be corrected on this.