to Mo....a Bell.
from the Yard Gate. The other things i stole when i stole the Janet Chairs. The fabric they are tied with is rotting. Last WIND, this one fell. I knew one was missing because i have to duck when i walk through, ordinarily. I looked but couldn't find it. Tay did.
Shelter is finished. The first pic, to get the truest of the center orangered post
The second pic, more true to the other colors. I put it in the shop although it is reserved, has been for a while, but the shop is how i keep track of things i've sold. Just in case i need to ever be accountable. I doubt it. it's not much, but you never know.
Will miss this scrap. I have loved it so much for a long time
a piece of Deb Lacativa after a walnut dip. Can you see the lightning??????
and then the far left.....eeeee....What is This?
The young Fig. Enjoying the weather below 90 degrees and bizzzzzy making new leaves. What to do when cold comes? Bring it in? Swaddle it and leave it Out? If it lives through this winter i'll plant it in the Earth for next year and Let Be what will.
Today Old Cowboy slept. I watched him sleeping.
Travis, the Loved Caregiver, also knows computers and when i described the Events, said it's my harddrive. Ok. So we are typing on the razors edge here. Again. Cross fingers, please.
