Daily Notes- December 14

                                        

If I am remembering correctly- at 73 that is not a given-  this was a reverse experiment.  I seem to remember buying the block of black paper to use.  8 by 8 inches.  I don't remember what I used to do the coloring.  Pencils?  No- I ran my fingers over the surface and it feels waxy. I am sure there is something in the box of supplies up in the Attic that was used here.  Soft color sticks.  I used to buy a few each time I visited the Art Supply.  Never could buy the whole set of them- but if it ever stops raining- I will ask G to drive me to Portland and I will spend money and buy a full set of color sticks.  Pastels.  The name came to me.  French.  Lovely.  This Pom looks French.

It is raining.  Torrentially.  It started yesterday late afternoon and rained all night and still- to now at 11:11.  My magical number.  I think it means someone is trying to send me a message.  I always sit and look at the number when it appears and wait until it changes to 11:12.  Open myself to whatever.

I think I would like to live in France.

The tree still is without lights.  G is often too busy to help me put them on the tree until it's dark outside.  I have more often than not put lights on the tree in the evenings.  But I don't want to this year.  But the rain is making it dark in the house even though it is morning.

Your response to the cookies is amazing.  I wish- with all my heart- that I could give each of you a Christmas Tree cookie and a Star cookie.  Nothing would make me happier.

I did a bit of cloth stitching yesterday evening.  It felt good to hold the cloth again.  I stitched a small fragment to the surface.  Still searching for a way to tell a story.  I have so many stories that I can type or write in the Washing Machine Pages but none to tell in cloth.  Why is that?

Annie, your delightful card arrived this morning (the mail comes very late at night so G got it with the morning newspaper today) and I have it above my placemat and looked at it during my breakfast this morning.  I love it.  Thank you!