Well, i guess spring or something is actually here. i say "or something" because it went from freezing one night to 80 the next day so it's a little more like summer. That's just how the mitten rolls. As is the way of things as soon as it becomes nice out my ability to focus on anything indoors has been mugged and beaten by the overwhelming urge to attempt to make the outdoors look a little nicer, and then be exhausted from said attempt. Thus, here is a list of junk i've been doing instead of making any sort of art:
*Wondering why grass will grow through every crack in my driveway, but won't grow in the spot next to the garden that i keep putting grass seed down on.
*Getting angry that grass won't grow next to the garden even though i keep putting down grass seed, tearing up all the grass that is there, and digging a path around the garden to show the grass who's boss.
*Adding brick edging to path so it looks less like a crazy person with a shovel just tore up all the grass.
*Tearing up some huge yew and box bushes because i said so.
*Noticing a robin hopping around where the bushes were later and wondering if it had a nest in one of the bushes. Guilt sets in.
*Realizing that the colored mulch stains your hands the color of the mulch. Proceed to have filthy-looking hands for days.
*There are never enough flowers, need more flowers, so much planting.
*How do you itch your eye when your hands are covered in dirt, oh God.
*Finish watching season 1 of Rizzoli and Isles. Wonder if you're supposed to catch on to who the bad guy is immediately, or if i just watch way too much tv.
*Wonder how list of things to do outside never seems to be shorter no matter how much gets done.
So, there you go. i'm going to attempt to actually art now, but i might just end up watching more Rizzoli and Isles, so i promise nothing. Join
and maybe it will remind me to upload things.
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