So here are the beginnings of my yarn garden. I have many more flowers made, but I need to find a way to attach them to the fence. I am not good with living plants either inside or outside. The trick is that plants do not let me know when they need water or when they have had too much. Not audibly. And I am very much so an aural learner. So I either water them to death or they slowly wither away from benign neglect. These babies are 100% acrylic and guaranteed never to wither away or rot from the roots up. However, it takes me so long to attach them that I would never be able to successfully "yarn bomb" anyone else's property. I can't tell if I feel down, or just out of it due to possible impending sinus infection. I feel slightly absent this weekend. Or today. Or at this moment. Same fuzzy head feeling. Note to self: do something more active tomorrow. Daily Convexions:
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K. BuchananQuaker, teacher, parent, |