Misfits had a few fits and starts yesterday, or FedEx did, to put the blame more accurately. The Ex is for Excuses.
First I got an email saying the box was delivered at 2.36 pm or some such exact mythical time, look on your doorstep! I reported to Misfits it hadn't been delivered, signed up for a refund if it didn't show up. Next an email saying
This note arrived shortly after 4 pm . I'd call that aspirational forecasting.
Finally it did arrive, about 6.
Then, after I'd unboxed, there was another email saying it was delayed, would arrive Saturday..
I'm looking forward to the first melon of the season. Not much cooking here as you see, more like assembling. But I'm glad it got here.
If you know the Moomins, you'll know this painter, but here she is in a very different context. Isn't this a delicious symphony of color and the meaning it carries? Color has powerful meaning.
Yesterday was a tired day, involving a lot of resting after the peopled-up previous day. I tend to wear out quickly nowadays. Knitting, reading, little bit of gardening, was about it.
I did make a painting explosion though
And here's a poppy dressed up just fine, because
today is sister Dogonart's birthday, and I have no faith that any of my emails or texts will get through, but she reads here, so
Happy birthday, I! Celebrate all month, stay well. Blogistas, join me in a loud wish!
Happy day everyone, blog on, shame the bad guys, support the good ones!