People buy wreaths. Or they buy ‘wreath-making materials’ and wisely get their craft on in a manner that is advisable, with wire and twigs and berries and y’know…instructions! Because I’m a glutton for creative punishment and frustration however, I instead decided to make a completely impractical far-too-heavy wooden wreath that will never conceivably hang on our door. But I’m really enjoying it. It’s also a winter wreath, because I’m in my ‘so done with summer I’m pretending it’s winter’ mode.
In our spare time, we are branching out and going to parties where there is cake designed like a beach. Rudy is attending acting class and practicing his tough guy expressions. Sadly it’s wasted on Mister Felix who yawns in the face of amateur dramatics. The House of Dog continues to amuse.
Here in the Southern Hemisphere I'm 'So Over Winter!' :0) Beautiful painting!
ReplyDeleteWow.... the details! Terrific!
ReplyDeleteWow! what a wreath. Enjoy your sense of humor.
ReplyDeleteLooks lovely, it might hang better in the wall? Great dog photo!
ReplyDeleteClare, I agree...I get a little anxious for change by the end of every season! Nothing against summer really. (except the humidity. and the sunburn. and the sweat. and the fact that my lawn died, alas)
ReplyDeleteThanks Alex and Sandra :)
Cathy, I think you are on to something. The wall sounds like a better idea. So now I'll have an unusual wreath in an unusual place....seems fitting!