Musings Blog

  How do I? Another day walking by my work table. It looks just as I left it after completing my last big project. I plead the fifth on how long ago that was. Little plastic cups of beads, left open. The lids flattened by my footsteps or my little dogs’ teeth after making their way to the floor. Threads. Scissors. Needles of multiple varieties. This is the foundation layer of procrastination.  Worked into the negative spaces are many exciting things. Parts of silk flowers and a few shiny trims picked up at a local shop’s clearance sale. They would be excellent on a small cloth figure, so they wait where I can see them until the idea matures into something tangible.  I don’t feel well today, but honestly I don’t really feel “well” any day. There are varying days of not feeling well that range from “Ok, got through work and don’t have to get off my feet just yet” all the way to greeting my pups with an immediate “I have to go lay down” when I open my door after a day at s...