Oh, time change, I do not love you! You have turned a plenty-of-time Sunday into a missing-that-crucial-hour Sunday, & I don't have any less to do!
My last post got me thinking about the logistics of working BazBiz SF (none too soon, since hello April!), & since display is a huge part of working a show, I tried out an idea that I had for my yarn. It's no good for the show, but I still think it's pretty (& also a reminder to myself that I need to get back to spinning before suddenly it's summer & I can't stand to work with wool).
That's an old frybasket insert that I've had knocking around for years, one of these things that I just really love but can't quite find the perfect use for it (most recently, it was a fruit basket until we were finally forced to accept that the holes do not make for gentle fruit storage in the same way that the holes would not make for gentle wool storage). Ah, well, it's nice to have challenges.
I have been testing the light in different parts of my house for blog photos, & while I'm pretty happy with the shots I'm getting in the back hallway, I fear that it might be the best spot exactly because it's the only part of the upstairs that we haven't repainted from the dingy off-white with tan trim (This was the color scheme throughout, except for our bedroom, which was mustardy tan with MUD trim), & since I've got this big plan of putting some color back there this summer, it may be a photography tradeoff! I'm a tiny bit sad about this, but since I've only been blogging for six days thus far & have been wanting to finish the hallway for, oh, three years now, I'm pretty sure I'll get over it.
One of the places I tried taking some pictures was the kids' coloring table, which failed to make my yarn glamorous but reminded me that I've been meaning to memorialize this:
which is my daughter's response to me handing her a set of princess accessories stickers that didn't include the actual princess. I love it, although I'm already a little nostalgic that she seems to be on her way out of that excellent two year-old drawing phase where everything is giant circle heads with giant circle eyes & then little stick legs, no body. I'm actually a little nostalgic over all of the excellent two year-old things she'll be leaving behind soon, but on the other hand, I get to plan a sparkle party for her birthday next month (Her request! Chocolate cupcakes with pink + sparkles! Fancy sparkly everywhere!, she says.) & the whole idea just thrills me -- although, frankly, the very fact that it's not a princess party is pretty thrilling all on its own.