Planning is key to a successful event. When it is more than one appearing to collide in the near future it is useful to keep holding onto to those reigns.
As you know I will be opening my garden studio doors for NEOS in September....and the week after running a workshop in Aboyne for the Upper Deeside Art Society...and because I like a stressless life. I am currently looking into doing an MA starting in the Autumn...all of which need planning.

As you can see in the photograph above. I have been mapping some plans today. I find it really useful to work this way as you can move items around and group them into a specific area...it would work equally well with a pencil, paper and rubber or creating bulleted lists.
For NEOS I need to plan what will be on the walls of my limited space,. When to get prints and cards made, down to organising the open event , putting up the yellow signs and remembering to invite people (ok it's a bit more complex than that but you get the idea). What if I want to run a demo....what will it be? Do I need pencils, pens or paint or all of them?
Well over this weekend the plan should be in place with a budget attached and timings. Will let you know how it goes.

Suddenly after a deluge of rain this past week, the garden has come alive. One of the larger pots next to the summerhouse has a pieres 'Forest Flame', some meandering periwinkle and at some point there had been dwarf tulips in the pot, which had never really come to much. Imagine my surprise when a couple of days after the heavy rain I noticed the following flower appear.

Over the years we had seen the leaves come up and assumed it was a remnant of the tulips planted over 10 years ago, and hadn't flowered. 
At first I thought...No..it can't be an orchid...can it?!
Then after posting the photograph on Facebook, all those who replied suggested some form of orchid...someone had mentioned a bee orchid, but I thought it was something more common.
A few searches later and I have come up with an early marsh orchid.
Here are some more photographs taken this morning. Let me know what you think it is...I would really like to find out for sure.
Next step is to learn how to keep it going over the years. 
In the meantime...I am watering the plant every day...if you know if I need to do this let me know.

The summerhouse in our garden came about over a number of years (12)...I had saved up some freelance earnings early on after having the children, with the hope that some day I would be able to create a space in the garden to paint.
While the children were small I felt the garden was their domain, where we had the shute/climbing frame, a place for the paddling pool, the occasional garden games and of course the footie kick aboot and more recently the trampoline. So the summerhouse idea went on the back burner...waiting to happen one day.
Just at the moment when the trampoline was past its sell-by date I thought this is the moment. As it was being dismantled our son, who was 14 at the time, was playing tennis and was sure to be the next Andy Murray... said he would like a tennis practice rebound net for his birthday... and although not the ideal spot for it we decided it would just fit in the garden, with enough space to play.
So there it was so close and yet so far....
..then I thought...NO! ...we will make them both fit.
So I downscaled the size of the summerhouse to the depth of the shed which would be just outside the area needed to use the net, and managed to fit it in...and 6 months later it was done.
As to the size of it, as it turned out for botanical painting and drawing all I needed was a desk and some storage for paper and materials, so more than big enough for that.  There is even a small area separate from the 'art zone' for two seats for hubby and me to sit and have a cuppa...bonus!
Two years down the line and the summerhouse has become a quiet haven to create.
...and the next Andy Murray...lets say the net is down and the windows now have no tennis ball marks ... a slightly distant memory...never to be forgotten. 

Looking forward to seeing you in September