Another day that started out lovely and cool, but got hot later. Red Kate came by and we tried walking, but with my hip and her knee and the hot, we decided to turn around sooner rather than later.
It was a day of plotzing on the couch. Aerin did it first, I tried it before Kate convinced me to walk, Al accomplished it while we were walking, and Alice, pushed off the couch, wound up flopped onto the computer bench and an adjacent chair.
This was one of my favorite of today's prints. I'm finding what I can and can't roll paint over; feathers are a disaster, they stick to things and get wet and stuck togehter, the back of Queen Anne's Lace on the other hand, is brilliant. It is stiff enough that it holds a shape and bears up under a coat of paint, and can be pressed on without giving up the ghost.
The wubbly squishiness of the gelatin continues to please me immensely.