I was melting in the heat.
Me: "I could really use an iced coffee!"
My husband: "I don't think vi have much milk, nor enough ice... let me think of something!"
Shortly after he handed me this. 😍
I knew I married the right one.
I was melting in the heat.
Me: "I could really use an iced coffee!"
My husband: "I don't think vi have much milk, nor enough ice... let me think of something!"
Shortly after he handed me this. 😍
I knew I married the right one.
It might look easy, but working with willow can be hard work.
Fortunately, our students had a blast.
We were fortunate enough to get a visit from a professional wicker weaver. That means we teachers could have a go as well while helping the students along. They had a blast, and honestly, so did we.
It was a really wonderful day too, so nothing to complain about at all ;)
That Conference left me with a lot on my mind. That's for sure.
I entered feeling like I was happening on an event, where people would all of a sudden realize I did not belong, and I left with a feeling of utter joy, and the knowledge, that being a writer is about writing, very little else.
One of the workshops I signed up for was a little apart from the rest.
This workshop was about daily comics with Robert J. Russel, and I felt like an intruder when I entered the zoom call.
To my surprise, I ended up making something I felt proud of, proud enough to eagerly push the hand button when we were asked who wanted to share, while frantically finishing the lines on the paper.
I'm afraid I have to harvest them without being completely ripe, since the frost is slowly creeping closer.