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there I was yesterday cleaning off Kaboose for a ride, and leaning on her neck, and i was engulfed in a huge wave of sorrow, missing Image, and even (a year and a half later) missing Bully

it just never stops, does it.

trees for winter

trees for winter, originally uploaded by Dancing Crow.

inspired by the candle holders that I've loved so hard the branches are slightly singed, I tried my hand at 3D trees. I think they are not technically 3D but 2, 2D bits at cross purposes, however they stand up and they are making me absurdly pleased with myself.

I thought of how to do it better and easier, as I was finishing these off. I'd try the new process, except I don't know how many of these I want around if they don't sell at the craft fair this weekend. I realized I need a lab notebook. Bench notes. Something like that. I've been writing these as I remember them on the canvas protecting my table, but I might need a more organized place to keep them.

Thank you for your kind words about grief yesterday. Al says it is like thunder storms; it rolls through and is tempestuous, and then things clear up again. It certainly caught me off-guard.