One of the squirrels decided to have a suet nuggets snack this morning. You can tell it's morning because the sun is shining. It stopped shining after lunch and then it rained. So I didn't take a walk. Mostly because it looked like it was going to rain again. But also because I didn't feel like it which isn't really a good excuse but it's all I have at the moment.
Instead of tackling the next drawing prompt I tried drawing my scarab ring again and doing a better job. I think I did. At least it looks more like a scarab instead of a deformed ant.
All of the trees I see out my front windows are changing color. They'd look more amazing if it had been sunny when I took the picture but I missed the sunny part of the day. I was afraid that all of the leaves would just flop down brown but they're nice and red, only turning brown when they fall. Whew.
I worked on short stories this afternoon. I keep getting distracted scrolling Facebook and not doing any work. I have to quit doing that. That's not the way to make any writing progress. I printed off the pages of notes I made about the next Seaview book. I tried to set my mind to it today but my brain only made a sound like a needle scratching across a record so I gave up and worked on short stories instead.
Just before supper I took out some watercolor paper and my new Kuretaki paints I got from DD for my birthday and painted these sunflowers. I keep painting these hoping for something better to happen. This one isn't bad. I'm happier with the blue and green blending between the flowers and I like the leaves. One problem is I'm too impatient to let the paint dry between colors. Sometimes it works to my advantage and sometimes it doesn't.
While I watched Finding Your Roots on PBS this evening I wanted to crochet on the hat I started on Saturday with LC but thought I shouldn't crochet ahead. So I pulled out another skein of yarn and the H hook and started another crocheted hat. This one is fuzzy which makes counting stitches and finding where to poke the hook a bit of a challenge but it's going to feel so nice when it's done.
I took the recycling out to the curb earlier and it's rather chilly out there. According to my phone it's 46 but feels like 41. I couldn't see my breath so that's good but it's still chilly. I suppose that in the last half of October I should expect it to be chilly. (How many times can I say "chilly" in one paragraph?)
--Barbara
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