And I’m still bored.
Maybe it’s the weather. It’s done nothing but rain since I woke up two months ago, and although I like it I think it might be making me a bit moody.
The garden is loving it though.
I’ve been thinking about water a lot just recently, and how we use it, and I’m pondering over whether I want to plant a cactus garden in the back instead of my wanna be English garden.
There’s this lady round the corner, Alice, and her native Texan garden is beautiful.
I have it.
P doesn’t but look.
Of course, you wouldn’t want to be pushing anyone over into the flower beds
Or go around acting like the crazy Medusa lady
But it could be very calming
Especially if you throw in one of those blue doors as well.
Now I’ve just got to get P on board and work up the energy to get myself going.
Could be a while.
Through the boredom of it all I’ve still been making jewelry.
And teaching myself to cut stones
But I really haven’t been in the studio much these past weeks.
I’ve also been fiddling around with the embroidery.
I’m practicing for a big one.
And I really might have to make myself one of these.
Because it’s beautiful.
Other than that there’s not a lot going on really except I’m reading The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt which has started off beautifully.
I thought I might have to give the murder mysteries a rest for a while as they were all running into one another which wasn’t really helping my powers of deduction. I was getting a little confused as to the best way to knock P off if he doesn’t come around to the cactus garden soon.
The perfect murder just doesn’t work when you get muddled with too many options and I ain’t prepared to get caught over a succulent just yet.
I’ve too many cabochons waiting to be set.