All that glitters…

One thing about a house where a lot of crafting happens: There’s always some glitter somewhere. I’ll see it on Guinness’s nose, Margot’s paw. There’ll be some on Tom’s shirt or my cheeks. It’s never really gone, even if I haven’t used glitter for months, because whenever I pull paints and canvases or fabrics out, there will always be a bit of glitter clinging to them, too.

So I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that right now, Tom and I keep finding magnetic words in odd places. He found a word on the living room floor. I found one in the bathroom sink. And yesterday, when I turned my silver Magnetic Poetry box around on my desk, I was reminded that someone I love has a free spirit and can NOT be boxed in.

This is as far as I’m going with this


I promised a friend that if Auburn won the National Football Championship, I’d make Summer an outfit in their school colors. Here she is: orange cotton tank, blue crushed velvet bolero jacket and skirt, orange stockings, and blue and orange necklace, all made by me. The belt and boots are by Mattel. I believe this fulfills my promise of a nod to the Auburn Tigers.

Roll Tide.