In fact, I’m so inundated with tides of creative crazy, that, should the water rise above those now damp lobes, my hearing could soon be sacrificed to the twin causes of can(vas) covering and drowning mitigation. My mouth and nose are already under water. I’m using a specially designed artist’s snorkel as I type this.
Yes, I suppose there could be a bit of mania involved. But I’m less adrift in manic-depressive symptoms than drowning in ideas of the feline feeding kind. Oh, what one can do with cat food cans! Much to Sara’s chagrin, the op-purr-tunities are endless.
So I have no time to write and, I’m afraid, no time to read. (Please forgive my being AWOL from the blogs I love. I promise to be back soon, even if it means I “like,” rather than comment.)
Below are photos of my production-in-progress. I welcome cheerleading in the comments below.
A few variations on my efforts to can Christmas:
Finally, I’ll share three photos of a used table I’m transforming for Habitat for Humanity. I got the table at Habitat’s ReStore here in Lexington and will be blogging about it on the organization’s international website this fall.
Before I began the table looked like this:
After paint and decoupage, the table looks like this:
What’s been keeping you from commenting on the posts of your blogging buddies recently? Does a “like” mean as much as a comment, in your mind? What are you drowning in these days?