OMG,
it's Friday already. Maybe I should have done this selfie thing once
a month instead of once a week.
The
days have been cold and dry and the hair doesn't want to curl so it's
flat, thin, and wispy. I'm about ready for a haircut but I won't get
one til spring and then I'll get my summer cut. I get a second hair
cut in the fall but not as short. In the meantime, I keep it pulled
away from my face with combs or my glasses.
I
don't like it in my face or on my forehead and I do not understand
how people can stand to have bangs.
But
today is very temperate, overcast, might be trying to break up a
little, or not. I've strolled around the yard a couple of times
poking under leaves and such. Things are sprouting out of the
ground. I'm having a physical pull to the outdoors to do STUFF!!
purple
ground orchid
day
lilies
the
silly maple tree is coming out, fooled I'm sure by those warm days
last week
Which
I'm trying to ignore. I have another drawing that l need to
start and would like to finish today which means no play time
outside. It's still too early, really, so my urge is best resisted.
And
this drawing needs to be done before next week. Next week we have to
spend a couple of days in the city, getting ready to start
fabrication on some of the glass.
So,
like Odysseus, here I am lashed to the mast and contemplating the
blank piece of paper for today.