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Friday, January 18, 2008

jeweled frog

A box that opens - a gift from my sister from a Christmas a few years ago.

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Wednesday, January 16, 2008

so now it's raining

The grass is getting a slow soak. The traffic is a mess or so NPR says. The glue is not drying upstairs. My new shoes are suede. Rain is only welcome once in a while. This looks like the start of another monsoon.

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Tuesday, January 15, 2008

too true

‘Art produces ugly things which frequently become beautiful with time. Fashion, on the other hand, produces beautiful things which always becomes ugly with time.’

— Jean Cocteau

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Monday, January 14, 2008

2008 calendar

The cover is a commercially printed fabric. I used fusable to attach the fabric to the bookboard. The index tabs are handy and they really don't stick out further than the cover. There are handmade paper pages between the calendar pages which are printed on cardstock. I almost forgot to glue the ribbons to the bookboards - I had temporarily glued them to the first and last signatures. I took some other shortcuts just to get this finished before March. Quicker is better than unfinished in this case.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

perfect weather

We've been having sunny crisp days lately. Perfect for gardening, but I have no big outdoor planting projects planned for this year. Just waiting for the squirrels to finish tilling the raised beds looking for nuts.

I do want to finish the quarter circle patio, but we still have big tree roots to remove and a decision to be made on the kind of surface to put down. If we wait, the idea will come to us. Or I'll give up and just let the grass grow back.

There is what looks like an opening between my garden and the neighbor's that Peter Rabbit would have made. It is smooth from the belly of some animal who prefers to sneak under fences than run along the top rail. There is a ghostly white cat that creeps behind the garage occasionally when I drive in at night. Perhaps this is her escape route.

I finished some swapping projects this weekend. Struggled with the decorations - still more to put away. I know they multiply while out of the boxes. Every year I have to find more boxes to store them all. Cleaned out a drawer and tossed out some stuff and have to find homes for other things.

This afternoon we will be lunching at Chuck E. Cheese's table by invitation. Short people will be running around in circles, much screaming and giggling to be heard.

My grandson found a frog for me at Chuckie's place.