On Saturday evening, right before driving over to my parent's for a bbq, we noticed Neil had made a new friend on his way to the car.
we have some of the craziest butterflies and moths I have ever seen in our yard. They aren't shy and they're everywhere. I guess it's because we have a very wet front yard, and they just seem to love it.
This one hung on until we were a few miles down the road, where it flew off and out the window.
And the reason for this post...
I have been meaning to share this little frame since after Christmas, but could never get a great enough photo of it and finally just forgot about it. I walked by it the other day and realized I better finally share it before another Christmas (dare I say it..) rolls around.
Made for Stu of course. Just a frame, a couple photos and some labels.
I really do love llamas though. And that happens to be a frequent saying of mine.
The llama in the pic was hanging out at Ren Fest last year, I thought he was pretty adorable. Like every other llama I see out and about and take photos of. Though knowing my luck it's really an alpaca (which I love as equally much.. but llama is just an awesome word). Eh.
There is a vintage milk bottle behind the frame, which holds our spare change and my ankle bracelets (with bells!). It sits next to that frame on the dresser. After trying to get a decent photo inside, with no natural light to be had at this time of day, I decided to set up outside and include the bottle for a little authenticity. heh.
Alright, now I'm off to finish cooking dinner and keep plugging away at organizing my office/studio. Is it terribly uppity of me to claim to have a studio? An office is one thing... but I mean, I haven't lately but hopefully I will be painting, scrapping, drawing, collaging and all that in here.
I did finally get caught up with my blog reading and have become insanely inspired with all that I found. I need to dedicate a day to creating. Real, true creating and experimenting.
I'm a tad scared of what will come out though and my emotions are already tipping the edge most days. It may not be a bad thing though.
Back to mashing potatoes...