This month has been incredibly kind to late bloomers... My first successful sunflower courtesy of 70 degree fall days, yay!
My brother after hours of splitting wood to help fill my woodshed, thanks bro!

wishes granted at a cost

I took in a renter this summer since I was working very part time. Working part time to give me time to make art. Having this person rent from me sucked the art right out of my summer and I took a second job. I met her last summer, she seemed pleasant enough... sounds like the beginning of one of those teen angst vampire books, doesn't it? She's leaving in less than days that now number less than 2 digits, thank dog.

My wish is to get back to my art. To felt and dye and bead and paint and sew and not carry around the annoyance of a renter that doesn't wash dishes, empty garbage, sweep floors, remove hair from the drain thingy or shut her mouth. Seriously...she won't stop talking even as I walk in to the bathroom and close the door. I feel mean going to use the toilet!

Deep Breath.