this is Peter. He guards my office door. A few years back we got a bunch of orange and purple gloves in the shop, and one of our staff was making this little creatures out of them; when I commented on how much I liked them, she made one for me.
I amused myself with this one.
…would you find a Papa Gino’s that looks like this.
here’s the compost pile let loose from its bin. we harvested from the bottom layer and will put it on the plants in the spring.
sometimes, at the end of the day, you just need a moment to yourself.
this little hermit crab has spent a lot of time lately checking out other shells. he crawls over them, pokes around at them with his legs, sticks his antenna in and investigates thoroughly. but so far, he hasn’t found the perfect new place yet. I know that feeling.
this tickled my funny bone–usually spray paint like this tells you where you can’t park. This is letting you know that it’s OK. Right here. Because this was the only place on the street marked this way.
back in my day, these only came in black. and in one size! and with only one kind of tip! and we liked it!
a big thank you to my friend Susan who knitted a pair of mitts for me. My office is freezing in the winter, and these will allow me to get work done in some level of comfort.
As you’ve probably noticed, candles tend to run out of wick before they run out of wax. So Doug bought some wick, melted down our candle scraps, and made some new candles.