Sketchbook pages on which I record what happens in one day of my silly life.

A day of hot and cold and water weirdness. I never pick my garden flowers. 

This was an accident and I hoped this bud would open to its full potential. It did.

It can be a totally ordinary day and you open a package which has those “bad” kind of packing peanuts. There’s static in the air. All of a sudden, it’s not an ordinary day at all, 

and you look like a pink sheep.

Sometimes, days seem to have themes. Sometimes we miss that, but sometimes, 

it’s so obvious that we have to make a sketchbook page to remember it.

Some days are just weird and you have to make the best of them.

Maybe this page should be in the Garden Sketchbook section, 

but it felt more like it was about the day to me.

This was a day of combining old things to make a new thing.

Even a very dreary day can be made brighter by making notes of the details.

Albuquerque is a very big city located only 50 miles away. 

Sometimes, spending the day there can feel like a get-away.

I don’t like to cook. On days when I HAVE to cook, I make a project of finding the easiest way 

to make food that still tastes good. This Thanksgiving feast worked and was no work.