Geez, has it already been five days since my last post? I have pictures taken of my latest craft project, but I don’t have the energy to explain them.
I blame Neil. He dragged me kicking and screaming to Dairy Queen tonight and forced me to eat a Cappuccino Heath Blizzard. Oh, the nerve of some people! And two hours later, here I am, still in an ice cream coma.
Maybe I’ll have posting energy tomorrow. For now, can I just show you the most recent Picture Summer images? (This kind of feels like a cop-out, I’m doing it so frequently…)
day 9 (circles and a partial triangle in the back yard)
day 10 (making memories in the hotel pool at Readercon)
day 11 (treating myself to a magazine I’ve been wanting)
day 12 (simple solitude with my knitting needles)
day 13 (fruit that was once juicy but is now frozen)
I am noticing that this project is inspiring me to explore textures and other processing effects more than I usually do. Don’t know why that is, but I’m going with it.
I’m off to digest this ice cream once and for all, and glare at my crazy skinny bottomless pit of a husband who happily slurped up twice as much ice cream as I did and who most decidedly does not feel like the blimp that I feel like.