Daily Notes- January 27

                                   

Not what you thought you would see here.  Prompt 26 was to choose one of the other participant's work --work that intrigues you-- and try to make something that collage artist would possibly make.
Dee. It's you all the way.  Edgy. Dark. Emotional. Powerful. As I imagine your book will be.

There was no happiness found at Goodwill yesterday.  In fact, the place looked very confused and disorderly.  Like it had been ransacked.  So many empty shelves and all the pants and shirts were  Spring/Summer.  I have what I need for those seasons.

So we departed for the grocery and the library.  I have, perhaps, found a new author for G.  He was reading, fell asleep, and then took up reading after his nap.  I read my book straight thru.  Grace wonders about my Reading.  I go for long periods with nothing to read and no interest in reading. Then I read like I am starving for words, sentences..  if I find a new author- getting harder each passing year-- I will read their entire collection of books.  One after the other.  I used to read into the night and until dawn.  But I can no longer do that.  My eyes get tired now, as I get older.

I, too, found a new author-  S. D Sykes.  The Medieval C.J. Sanscom whose books I love.

I remembered to buy baked pretzels.

The Painter was here this morning to do the second coat on the repair to the ceiling cracks. He'll be back tomorrow.  And will start taking down the crown molding.  I need to pack my grandmother's dishes into a box and then we can move the antique cabinet to the back bedroom.   And take apart the rattan table- again.  It comes down from the Attic- goes up and comes down.  A very busy table.
I should rename it the Traveling Table.