There are puffins living on Tory Island off the coast of Ireland. Left this mandala with a puffin themed color palette at the ancient monastic round tower there.
Patsy Dan's grave on Tory.
I just realized that all I really want to eat are fruit and nuts. Dairy is ok, and legumes are acceptable. But seriously, if I could live on prunes and almonds, grapes and cashews, pears and pecans, or cranberries and walnuts I'd be so content right now. I'm really struggling to eat a fully balanced diet.
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Whatever happened to my deep love of pasta and cheese?
I just need to have a bit of a rant...
I don't get it, why suppliers are so freaking cheap they don't include enough drills to complete their kits. I just finished a project with 4 big paintings. Every one had a shortage of at least one color, and naturally the ones they shorted were fairy dust drills, so it's impossible to find matching replacements.
How expensive would it be for them to provide enough drills? I'm guessing pennies. I'd rather spend a little more and get all the drills I need. I want to take my work to the framer to celebrate a year of working on them, but instead I'm going to have to spend hours schlepping around the internet looking for replacements. So frustrated!!! And now I have to find a place to store the canvases flat until I get the drills that I need.
And of course the seller isn't responding, even though I've offered to pay for more drills. 🤬
This is the last of four large Middle Earth posters I've been working on for the past year. I'll post all four of them once I get them back from the framer. It's been so much fun! I'm going to try some different crafts for a while, but I don't think it'll be long before I take on another dp project.
My Pip has been struggling with heart failure and has had a rough 24 hours. Mostly he has an upset stomach, but this morning he stopped drinking, so off to the vet we went. They're keeping him for the night to see if he'll bounce back with stomach meds and iv fluids. They brought up euthanasia, but this is his first real crisis, and just 2 days ago he was his happy, carefree self. My wife and I cried the whole way home, and here we are in an empty house without him, just devastated.
So if you have any prayers, love, or general woo to spare, please think of Pippin in Ireland.