Tim was gone from Friday morning until Tuesday night. No problem since I planned to use the entire time to sketch, design, paint and do my female version of baching it. What I ended up doing instead was a bit different. It stormed almost the entire time. I have put a serious dent in my stash of half-burned, mismatched holiday candles that I was saving for no good reason. We recently cleaned out my mother-in-laws house and hauled bags of red, white and green candles to the trash, so I had begun to secretly question my own hoarding of the candles. O, me of little faith.
My 15 1/2 year old Lhasa works up a lather over storms, so I juggled candles and a paranoid dog for four long days (and nights). See, I couldn't even get up to take a pic without him freaking. We sat on the back porch when possible (where there was a breeze) and I tried to sketch out a design by the light of candles and lightning. Also spent more time in the SEEK SHELTER basement than I ever wanted to during the worst of it. I hopped in the car to make a quick run to the grocery store between storms, but the car was dead. Whaa? Doesn't this sound like the beginning of a movie involving chainsaws? So thankful that we came out unscathed.
I leave you with a few pictures of where I just came from and where I really would have preferred spending these last few evenings but wouldn't we all? Hope you are all safe and sound. xo
I am an artist who decided on interior design as a career, but couldn't stop there, so now I license my designs for art, home decor and fabrics and having the time of my life.
This is my open journal, sketchbook, inspiration board and an outlet for my overactive imagination. Remember Show and Tell? The excitement of sharing and hoping others like it too? I wish to inspire, to be inspired and make new friendships along the way. Enjoy!!