I have so much in my head at the moment, but I think perhaps I should leave my insecurities there today. Life is moving fast, and each week is bringing so many new opportunities that I'm finding it hard to keep up. Interest in my work has been expressed outside Ashridge, to an extent that I never thought possible; my concerns about appearing arrogant when I tell people have surfaced again, but all I want is to find fulfillment and purpose, and to share it. One of the lessons I have been taught is to say a simple 'thank you' when my work is complemented, but it's not always easy to subdue the self-criticism.

I am proud of what I have achieved, and the way in which I have faced my fears. In my opinion you can never move further out of your comfort zone than when you face your obsessions, so I think I have become braver and embraced more opportunities. In doing so, it looks as if I might have found an outlet where my work can be sold, but I don't feel that I should share the details unless it happens.

My first donation has arrived on my new Justgiving site, so thank you Hugh. That's quite hard to say! The people who work for the Charity are particularly warm and friendly, and you really do get the impression that overheads are kept as low as possible. This week as the Spring sprung into action, I realised more than ever how much we must look after the beauty in our world.

On Tuesday I saw my first two butterflies of the year; no photographs, though, because in their eagerness to visit all the flowers, they did not stay still for a second. The sound of many bees could be heard amongst the Ashridge snowdrops, and although they seemed as enthusiastic as the butterflies, they did stay still for a few seconds.

There is something magical about bees in snowdrops; to me they represent the merging of two seasons.

And finally, a drawing that I haven't yet shared: the cunning fox, with his sharp eyes and pointed nose.