Joy-full

I simply like to make things …

Sometimes with an end in mind, as with this bit of Inktense block doodling that is destined to be torn apart …

for collage …

But mostly I just love getting lost in the making …

for its own sake.

Out of sight

It’s that time of the year, when I can’t show you what I’m up to without revealing someone’s gift.

Fortunately, I’m still puttering around with this cloth (although I honestly have no idea where I’m going with it) …

and our tree has been decorated, so there’s that to show …

The grandkid “bunk” room is ready and waiting, with three mattresses stacked into an erstwhile sofa (or trampoline, more likely) …

Don has been working his usual holiday magic on the front porch, but it’s raining, so I’m taking a pass on photographing the garage for now …

And I’m well-pleased with how the stitch/guest room is coming along. The closet doors have been removed to make my “pantry” more accessible …

I’ve hung a bunch of pictures on one wall …

but the facing wall is blank …

Waiting for another day …

Takin’ it easy

After slamming from high-summer 90s into full-on winter 20s, the weather has come back to something near normal for Texas. So with an old Eagles pop-tune playing in my head, I took my barefeet out onto the back porch to dry my hair in the sun …

while enjoying a through-the-looking-glass view of my stitching window.

I even managed to piece a few patches together …

after auditioning a couple of iterations …

The latest strips are not as visually interesting, so they are soon to be dyed with tea and windfall lichen, gathered with the help of Griffin and Parker yesterday …

And while I don’t have pictures of our lichen gathering activities, nor of the rollicking game of soccer that followed, I do have a fun shot of P trying on Don’s boots …

I could get used to this …