I love photos and pictures and drawings on your blogs, but I can go on a bit (??) with only words on mine. I'm a such a hypocrite but my blog, for me, is also a diary, to which I frequently refer not only in trying to remember what, when or how I did something, (almost a proof that I don't sit around and do nothing all the time,) but to ascertain accurate dates for tax return purposes, also.) My peripheral vision caught a not-so polite word, "blogarrhea" on Facebook yesterday, and while I prefer to call what I do "cognitive discharge", I see not a lot of difference in the two. And, oh, yes, I took it personally.
This is the first of five from this warp, but seeing as it will take 5-10 days to weave one scarf, after I'm done with this piece, I shall proceed to the Big Loom with Tim's, (belated 50th birthday, due 38 months ago,) and Mama's so I can free up the loom to weave whatever loony, I mean, loomy things I need for the two exhibitions.
I have finally started, I think I'm qualified to say, on my tax return work. I have slacked off on Carla Sonheim drawings after a cruisey first couple of days, but I hope to return to it. Ronette resumes figure drawing class on February 3, and I have paid and secured my place. Though my walnut husk solution finally started to look a bit tired, I think I can get a couple of more pale brown lots from it. First of two loads of firewood was delivered this morning; I am not stacking even one piece of it. And thank you for reading these not very insightful words. I shall now return to shuffling receipts and old envelopes and dried/discolored Post-It bits.