It's cold and rainy here already. And for once in my life I'm not looking forward to autumn.
I was so excited to come home and work on my collagraph poem this afternoon. And then three quarter's of the way through gluing the letters down I realised something tragic. Not only do you need to mirror image the letters, you also need to do the entire sentence backward. Insert many unhappy thoughts here.
So I made myself some coasters, but the sewing was all crooked. Bother!
But then I remembered that Dean was on his way home to me
and that yesterday the sun had shone while I watched a hawk herd a flock of starlings into an oval shape
and that I had put a butterfly in the sun to warm up so she was able to fly away
and that this very morning I had put my little sleepy owl in the post because she was going to go and live at Sadie's house. And then I didn't feel so bad.
The End.
