very productive day, for no reason I can see:
started working on a new set of chicken pieces, started thinking about a set of feather pieces bigger and more formal than the circles
went out on the red horse, got lost, bushwhacked, persisted, and eventually became found, and went home. bravely.
lunch with the Vs, their daughter is having serious stress and is thinking she's bisexual (which I don't doubt) and aspergers (which I do doubt) and fretting. If anyone has good resources for parents of bisexual teens I'd be deeply grateful.
and then a lot of stooging about with kids and food shopping and dinner and all the basic crap, and THEN I made bases for three circles, and started on the first bigger feather piece. And now I'm talking to you.
hi.
