Where?

Where did this day go? I got a lot done, I just wanted to do more. I started a new project which will remain a secret for a little while because it's for someone special's birthday. Here's a shot of my desk with it all stretched out. The "secret" project is coming along nicely and I'm quite pleased with it since I have done very little scrapping. It's going to be hard not talking about this and sharing it as it evolves, at least until it has been gifted. I would love to learn some digital scrapping techniques but that takes an amount of time that, when I have that amount of time, I would rather get right into paint.



And a shot from this morning's shenanigans. We are often at our best first thing.


I found myself with just enough time this morning in between obligations to finish a book I started a couple of weeks ago. I have been reading multiple books, mostly non-fiction, but this one I've been picking away at for about two weeks. Andre Dubus III's "Bluesman", I picked it up years (many years) ago after reading "House of Sand and Fog" and loved it so much I wanted to get my hands on anything else the author had written. This one was very good too. The characters are complex and it really shows how little prepared we all are for adulthood; how it is thrust upon us before we are really ready to assume all the responsibilities and repercussions that come with it. At 18 we are old enough to create another soul, drink alcohol, vote and go to war, but what kind of wisdom do we have at that stage to handle any of those things with any kind of finesse. It made me realize how frightening it all is and yet as a very young adult I just threw myself into life with little regard for more than the present moment. Part of me hopes I am senile by the time Riley is coming of age.