the blaa
This is my answer to the BLAA I have been feeling. Make some kind of art to express it. I am outside the door. When will I be able to open it and go into the light? I feel like I can barely move today. Barely get anything done. I keep going back to bed over and over. It's too early to do most of the holiday cleaning - it'll just get dirty again before Saturday. Though it is garbage night tonight. I could get busy with that when I get off the computer here.
I asked Alison and Johnny for 3 copies of this picture of the family from their wedding last fall. They already have one framed and hanging in their dining room and I liked the look of it when we visited last summer. I wanted one for us and one for Jules and one for Chloe. The plan is to frame them and give them as gifts. Dave is making the wooden frames. It's up to me to paint the frames. Not sure yet what color. I had thought glossy black originally but now I don't think so.
Hazel was not at the wedding. She's missing from the photo and I regret that. I could have pushed more for her to come. To take time off work somehow and come with us. We could have taken the dogs to a kennel. Locked the chickens up in their run with lots of food and water. As it was at the time I was kind of glad she wanted to stay back and take care of the animals. I think I will make an effort to get a family portrait this Christmas with Hazel in it - set up the tripod in the living room. Practice a bit this evening with the camera and settings.
At one time I did make an effort to take pictures of the family when we were together. Birthdays. Holidays. That has fallen by the wayside. Might be a good time to revive that.
After writing this I'm feeling a bit more like I'm ready to open the door.