(Okay, so I’m in a whimsical mood. I gave myself the name “Lindarella”, when so many cool things began to happen in my career–and although this house is big, it’s definitely not a castle.) Call it artistic license.
Thanks for the prayers and the good thoughts: Sadie-beagle’s test came out fine.
We are in for MAJOR sunshine here in Spokane, and I am thrilled, thrilled, thrilled. The predicted high is a delicious 70 degrees. The trees are literally sparkling with light, the sky is sugar-bowl blue, and there are wild turkeys on the lawn over by the shop, pecking at the rich green ground. YEE-HAW!
After writing my Morning Pages this a.m., I made my to-do list for the day. Don’t all writers love paper? I know this one does. Anyway, one item on the list jumped out at me as I was reviewing the plan–“Paint mermaids’ tails.” I had to smile. Bet that one doesn’t turn up on a lot of to-do lists, between, say, “rotate the tires” and “pick up the dry cleaning”. Of course it refers to a set of artist trading cards I’m doing for a swap called “Ocean”. The mermaids’ tails will be painted and glittered up and, naturally, attached to mermaids–using brads so they will move. I have some little bitty library pockets from the Colorado Springs shopping haul, with tabs inside that can be lifted out, but I haven’t decided how to use those yet. Like my mother and my daughter, I dearly love tiny things, especially if they’re interactive in some way. I have some new rubber stamps, which I love, and I treated myself to 2 large sets of Copic markers, my faves.
This morning, however, there is no time for art–at least, not the kind that involves paints and brushes. I’m due in Parable right after breakfast, and I plan to be there on time.
That’s the news from my kitchen table.
Be kind, not just to other people and, of course, animals, but to yourself. Times are tough out there, and folks need a smile and a good word more than ever.