|This card features a Bella image imposed over a painted background.|
Last evening I sat on my deck with a margarita in hand. On my left the sun was beginning its descent and I welcomed its warm glow. I thought of my children in the house. Somewhere they were hypnotized by a computer screen or cutting, coloring, and pasting the latest craft creation. It didn’t matter. The birds were singing, the sun was shining, the grill was heating up, and I was sipping a margarita. But it did matter. I resented the notion that I should go inside and hound them about their homework, their piano lessons, and their need to bathe.
I am ready for summer.
But am I?
There is always a list that forms around the arrival of summer. The list includes things like camp registration, swimming pool membership, and the insidious summer vacation. That’s right, I said INSIDIOUS. It’s not that I don’t like vacations. I do. But I abhor planning them. Starting with the question of where to go, the decisions snowball: when to go, how to get there, what to do, what to take, where to stay.
As for camp registration, I had hoped to host Camp Griffin this summer. We would explore the deepest reaches of our closets, hike to the top-most point in our attic, and create our own little Eden in our backyard. But, then I thought about the art lessons that school did not provide this year and the opportunities Scout camps offer and I realized that Camp Griffin might not be the answer.
So, last night I conceded that while another margarita might deaden the panic that vacation planning induces, the lack of a summer plan would still be there in the morning. I pledged to tackle summer head-on. Begrudgingly, I set my empty glass in the sink and called for my children. Homework, piano lessons, and showers awaited us all.
There is so much I would like to share with you this week. I am working on a new mixed-media canvas entitled "Home is where the heart sings." I still plan on showing off my bathroom tile job. And I am working on some greeting cards that I plan to put in my Etsy shop which has been empty since November, crazy. In the meantime, check out the birdhouse necklaces I made with my Girl Scout troop.
How CUTE are these?? I helped 14 fourth and fifth grade girls make these whimsical necklaces. I had hoped to photograph the whole flock of them, but we ran out of time. I got the project from an issue of Handmade Jewelery.
|We added dangles to ours and I included a polymer clay bird that I made some time ago.|
|Detail of our birdhouses. My daughter's creation is on the left and mine is on the right.|
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