August 10, 2011
When I was taking pictures of Bob's chickens, this one was stalking me, and glaring at me. This is the best picture of her, in all her perplexed fury. I'll make one last chicken piece from this picture. Then it is time to think of other things. Like leaves. Or maybe fish. Or fossils.
I did sew today, but it was only some of the last batch of snakes. I seem to be paralyzed by heat and tiredness. As I picked up the snakes I realized I need another large project that I can use to work on when I have fewer braincells, because these guys are almost done.