owl

cut paper owl *sketch

Yesterday afternoon while strapped in at the teak topped desk, after a lovely 90 minute catch up telephone chat with my favourite nephew Michael (just back from a wee southern beachy holiday) and having just returned home from a visit with BFF Harry's cat Palio who lives a 5 minute drive away from Black Street (they're away for 10 days in Florida - poor them) I was overcome with the desire to leave my current brainstorming-idea project for customer No Uno for a time to get out the scissors and glue stick and make a petite collage of this little owl guy. For future reference when I call something a *sketch it means I'm not totally happy with it. I'm thinking his eyes are much too pale. He's a little bandit owl.

Our big thaw didn't really materialize. It thawed but only for a short time and then back to cold and freezing - everything is so icy Miss D and I must creep along on our walks 'cause Mama's tres terrified of falling (which she does on a fairly frequent basis). It's Monday again - and I'm very behind my self imposed schedule so I must run - off to the lands of bubbles, scent and more java.

Hey ! hooray ! Hey Rosetta ! from Newfoundland - New Goodbye