A Much Nicer Day

Today was a beautiful day, weather wise. I thought about those poor schmucks at the NFL Draft in the all-day drizzle yesterday and hoped that they stayed over to enjoy today. I went out with my little green garden bucket and picked up sticks that had blown into the yard over the last few gales. On the side of the house a couple poppies and an iris or two are sprouting. Yay!

 

While picking up sticks I found a dead mouse. Uck. Luckily I was wearing gloves so I disposed of it tout suite. But when I paged through Sketchbook Challenge looking for a prompt to draw I stopped on the page that said "Something That Smells Bad" and knew what to draw. A dead mouse! It wasn't hard and it wasn't gross, it was just... limp. I also poured some rat poison pellets down that big hole I found yesterday. That should take care of things. *dusts off hands*

 

I love watching the squirrel hanging on the suet nuggets feeder. It looks so relaxed just hanging there looking around and eating balls of fat and cracked corn. Yum.

 

This morning I drew a gratitude journal page for yesterday. I enjoyed the two Zooms-with-friends I had, one with writer friends and one with knitting friends. I was also grateful that I didn't have to go out in the drizzle.

 

I wasn't going to paint today but then after supper I decided to after all. It's sunflowers. At least that's what it's supposed to be. I'm going to try this one again because the example has much darker background colors than I managed to make. I think I used too much water so I'll take another stab at it, maybe tomorrow, and see if I can't make the paint darker.

 

In writing work I mostly reread what I did yesterday and where I stuck the new scene into the manuscript. Then I read through the pages cda sent me for our critique session next Tuesday morning. It's a historical fiction story which isn't my usual cup of tea but I'm liking the story and the way it's playing out. There's even kissing!

I think there's a concert over at the stadium tonight. I keep hearing snatches of music and muffled voices outside. It could be Brad Paisley, some country singer that I assume is a big deal. Anyway, other people are excited about him being here.

I read on Facebook tonight they estimate that 600,000 people attended the draft this week. There are only 107,000 residents in Green Bay so either everyone in the city went there and brought their "plus 5," or a whole lot of people came from all over to the thing. I'm assuming it's the latter because just about everyone on my block stayed home. And I hope DIL1 is finally home from the craziness her week must have been.

--Barbara