Stop and smell the flowers
I’ve spent entirely too much time answering email and social-media-ing this morning, and really need to shower and get working — so no in-depth blog post today but here are…
I’ve spent entirely too much time answering email and social-media-ing this morning, and really need to shower and get working — so no in-depth blog post today but here are…
I will spare you the other photo of the day, which I emailed to Tim after — wait, I’m getting ahead of myself. Suffice to say that by the end…
This was taken a couple weeks ago, when Tim was building the Thanksgiving table (more on that later). I was unloading and re-loading the kiln, drying yarn, and he was…
I’m hard pressed to say which light I like better; the silvery shimmer of the morning sun or the warm golden-red of the late afternoon. I’m lucky to live in…
Over the weekend, Tim installed a screen door on the door from my dye room to the back porch; there’s been one on the door from my office to the…
I have long been jealous of the little old man who lives down the road and has his yard almost covered with these bushes. I love the way they’re green…
I bought this plant at the Farmer’s Market here in Gainesville maybe…eight years ago? Nine? Maybe longer than that, because I’d gone that morning with someone I no longer spend…
My life is a constant state of “I can’t do THIS until I do THAT first.” What I really, really needed was more shelf space in the ceramic studio, because…
Seriously, y’all. That’s just whack.
WATCH! as the giant crane swings out over my house. SEE! the branches sway. CRINGE! as you imagine what might happen if the ties break (like they did later, eep).
I got nothin’ today. Have a picture of my butterfly garden!