Moving. I can’t believe it’s taken a month to move a household. The inside stuff from the old house to the new garage, and then into the house. The old garage to the new garage. And I still need to get the POD with all the really good stuff soon. If they will deliver it to the new house street and then come pick it up soon, because I’m still waiting for the sidewalk and street to get finished.
Today, I am home sick because somewhere along the way in the past four weeks, I overdid it. Probably more than once or twice. Then I got on a plane and in my exhausted and stressed out place, got strep throat. Actually, I felt pretty unstressed out by the time I went to LA last week. I was feeling pretty good at having gotten through the previous three weeks alive and started to relax a bit. That’s how the strep got in – I let the guard rails of my immune system down and it snuck right in.
I don’t like birds – in art, or in real life. I’m going through a phase right now my art friend Kristine and I call “Put a Bird On It.” I can suffer the birds if they are a parody on my own work, which is interesting because I’m not exactly standing there explaining to viewers that the bird(s) are not serious. But that is another blog.
Here are photos I took out my new front window today. These particular birds (crows?) just love my front yard. There were thousands of them. Okay, well at least a hundred…and they were interesting, if also a bit scary.
