Well, I did

Whaaaaaat?!

I had a dream this morning that I was explaining to someone how I dream.

I'll leave you with that craziness.

New Swing!

Today I took Dad out for a belated Fathers Day brunch. Afterwards, I enlisted his help, knowledge and rope-tying skills to install a new swing from my maple tree.

Harlow was helpful. That ladder made me nervous but in the end it was a great success!

Iddy Bitty Chair

I came across this chair at the Goodwill. It was sturdy and cute and raw wood and I though "that'll be fun to paint!" So, I did. I added the little detail thingies on the top with the help of some gorilla glue. They're drawer pulls!  Now hopefully I can sell it too.

Boston Skyline

I had a later shoot at BU last night, and on my drive home along Memorial Drive, I stopped to shoot some photos, this one included.

I posted it on Instagram of course, and noted that the beautiful light made my heart hurt. I mean, seriously hurt, you guys. It ached for hours afterwards. It was the strangest thing. Maybe because I was enjoying it alone? In truth I know I'm not. There are tons of other people who admired that light along with me, just not with me.

No Beeping!

I pass this sign on Bay State Rd every morning. Posted as you enter a construction area, the choice of words always make me smile.

The Secret Life of Harlow

I just spent more time than I probably should have making this pet imoji of Harlow thanks to The Secret Life of Pets. Can't wait to see that movie and am sort of hoping for crap weather when it comes out so I can go see it with friends when we're together!

Restless

I don't know what to do with myself these days. I'm not sleeping well. My nights are freckled with stress dreams which I don't remember but know exist. Last night wasn't so bad. I have the late shift at work today which allowed me to sleep in. not something I can typically do but for whatever reason, I was able to get an extra half hour this morning. I'm worried about my eyes. The blephoritis has cleared I think, but I can't help but feel like my vision is not as sharp as it was two months ago.

is it possible that everything does actually fall to shit when you turn forty?

And the thing most troubling. The gun violence. 50 people dead. Not knowing what else I could possibly do, I signed petitions asking for the banning of guns of various kinds. I shared it on FB in case others felt helpless too, and stated that I admittedly didn't know if it would help at all.

Of course, the discussion started. On and on people went about their thoughts on gun control. One person stating laws and such. I don't really care. I'm not interested in debating so I haven't been part of the conversation. I respectfully agree to disagree, end of story. I'm not going to change someone's mind and I'm not interested in trying to.

I'm sure there are tons of ways people can get guns if there were laws against them, and violence would happen and on and on. I also know that the major factor in all this is our country's violent nature in general. It is part of our culture to judge and hate and act, it would appear.

It just makes me very sad. And leaves me feeling very helpless.

Feathers and Marbles and Fringe

Feeling sad this morning. I had someone coming to do yard work for me and they bailed at the last minute. So, at a loss of what to do with a bit of time I have to spare today, I took down the last of my 40th Birthday decorations. I'd left the fun feather centerpiece on my mantle, and the fringe chandelier was still attached to my light, creating a tacky glow whenever I turned that light on.

Time to take it down and pack it all away and be OK with the end of the fun and excitement.

Ho hum.

Harlow Meets a Ravioli

Trying to figure out ravioli from C.M. Scott on Vimeo.