I've really been slacking this week. I haven't worked a whole lot on my book. With my eye surgery and the trip into and out of Portland, it took a toll on me and I spent Wednesday in bed, and a bit of Thursday as well.
Tonight Hubby and I took a watercolor painting class. I was excited to go - but, I learned something: I do not like watercolor painting. The act of it, anyway. I like looking at what others have painted but I do not have a knack for it. When I took the other painting class (acrylics) with our daughters, I loved it! I went home and painted another picture soon after that class. Hubby said he learned some techniques and will use them at home. His paintings from tonight are good. I only brought one home; the other one is in the garbage can at the Art Center! (I've always wanted to try it and I did.) (And who knows, I might try it again at home with a picture I like better than one we painted.) (I can't let it defeat me. Now it has become a challenge.)
Today it was foggy and misty all day. No rocks! Some days they fade in and out, but not today.
Twin Disappearing Rocks.
I am still getting some knitting done.
Making scarves for children in the Appalachians.
Three finished scarves. I'll add these to the box I have at home and
send them off soon. I knit when I watch TV. Normally, since I began writing my book,
I don't watch TV but sometimes I just need to vedge.
Ta ta for now,