The Grief of a Painter...

Busy day today, had to bring Dad to the hospital, then the hairdresser came.
We looked how long my hair is now, so I can cut and donate 25 cm at the Dutch Hair Foundation! We decided to cut my hair over 12 weeks, so it can grow a little longer...Thus only work away my gray hair, what was really necessary after yesterdays game...
Then pick up Dad again at the hospital, bring him home, drink some coffee with him, and we walked together through his garden...I took this photo of these little flowers. We call them in the Netherlands "Schildersverdriet" translated into English it would be Painters grief... I do not know if that's correct???