Ok, then, I am done with cones - waiting for the glue to dry,
They take entirely too much time to make and they are not even that special.
I do like the foxes and the rabbit especially, Angels and Santa's a little too predictable.
I list vintage stuff, junk to some...but it is OK because every ten bucks counts toward another trip somewhere.
Stella and I are going back to Palm Springs in October, renting a house with two bedrooms and a pool right in town where we can walk to get ice cream , we can walk to see live music and to shop. We will rent a car, though, the grocery is a fair distance away - also we want to explore the desert .
Mr. Man would like to seek the sun in the winter of darkness, so maybe we will go to Tubac, where friends live, or back to Maui, or just get a sad lamp and crank up the heat. No plans set in stone.
Below is my broom with the time consuming cones hanging on the handle. It is nice to have time to waste, don't you think? Nice to not have to dash off, earn a living, take care of a million needy children, retired, sounds weird especially since I have not yet decided on a career - so many to choose from. So many options and opportunities...I just can not commit., not yet...one foot in grave, they say, is not a time to make important decisions.