August 10, 2015

Lumping It




Last night’s frozen dinner didn’t sit well.  After taking photos for great curves today, I came home and was a genuine lump.  Even a nap didn’t perk me up.  I went to the store briefly to buy a simple dinner, and now I am lumping again.

Between lumps, I’ve been creating small sculptural bits around the house.  Gently.  I share one with you this evening.




  • Himself:  Working really hard on several fronts.
  • Herself:  Lumping.
  • Reading:  Jance’s Beaumont  13, badly hit by the mold from the big house.
  • Gratitudes: Enjoying pictures of a granddaughter on the Loire.

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