New quilt design for Hope.
My 5 year old niece.
It’s getting there.
Could they be more different from each other?
All of which created in a complete mess.
But I fixed it.
Now it’s boring.
Fortunately it won’t take me a nano second to get it back to normal.
Moving Becky into her new, horrible, gruesomely tiny, but she likes it, apartment in Austin.
It does have a canary yellow door so how bad can it be?
Working on my website.
Didn’t need this in the end. Too much effort.
It isn’t up yet but I hope to launch it by the end of this century.
On top of that.
I made some art cards.
Did some doodles.
Drank a lot of tea.
Discovered a jewelry injury in the shape of a question mark on my hand.
My passing message to you.