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.
Maybe this page should be in the Garden Sketchbook section,
but it felt more like it was about the day to me.
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.