(shh) shoo shoo caribou...

...the ball is always in your court. So busy I stayed - insulating the in-laws place with loose fill fibre insulation (ack in my ears/lungs/nose/heart). Re-watched Fellowship of the Ring, drank some organic honeybrew beer, bought a book. That was Saturday.

Cleaned and cleaned and cleaned on Sunday. Behind the moveable kitchen counter. Behind the toilet. Around the cat dish (raw food = big job). Re-arranged the corkboard contents, swept the dresser tops, threw away the bits & pieces of life (old receipts, old business cards, old mail). Fed the plants. Cooked ribs, some squash soup, some tuna cakes with salad. Cut carrot and apples from the yard. Made some soppy apple crisp, had a bath, did the dishes. Started another pair of socks.

Wondered when I would learn the skills to make these nifty things:
1. mosaic tiled tree, hopefully on the bathroom floor.

2. metal work staircases. To where, I don't know.


3. stained glass windows. Whimsy via sunlight.

4. compass rose in wood. Smack in the hallway, so one can always find their way back.



I think I'm getting the itch to travel. Make good use of that intended compass rose.