That moment when your daughter, who is less than 2 months away from graduating college, tells you she’s dropping out to become a boudoir photographer.
It’s OK. She’s joking. I’m good. I’m laughing even.
Long staff meeting yesterday. It was supposed to be fun, a photo scavenger hunt, but I wasn’t in the mood for it. I have too much work to do. I wanted to get home and walk the dogs. Which I did anyway…
There’s still water in the streambed…
This guy wasn’t scared of the dogs…
Everything is so pretty now…
Lots of flowers and greenery…
Enjoy it now…it’ll be dead in a couple of months…
Walks are good for dogs and humans…pretty interesting flowers on this bush.
I know this bush is always there, but I don’t remember the flowers…
I’m just so happy when I make it out there, even though we got back at like 6:30 and then I had to cook dinner and it was late and I was tired. It’s OK.
Lots of these little guys…
Anyway, after dinner, I did not grade anything. I figured an almost-2-hour staff meeting that was mostly a waste of time (sorry…I wasn’t in the mood for interacting with people. Introvert problems) meant I shouldn’t have to grade at night as well. Plus I wanted to finish ironing…which I did! So 8 hours total of ironing to fabric, with 142 fabrics…
That’s a lot for a quilt this size. But there’s all the pieces…
Now I need to cut them all out. Ha! OK. Easy peasy. I only worked for about 30 minutes, because it was late by then, but I did a little.
You’ll be seeing this pile for a few days. Hopefully not a lot…but who knows. Meanwhile, work calls. Loudly. Sigh. I always feel bad when I don’t grade at night. Silly really. I should be able to take a break. But then I get to school and the pile is still there.
Gonna drag my introverted self out of here now. To school. With a million people. Yeah.
Kathy Nida 
Greenery: miner’s lettuce
and
Fuschia-flower gooseberry.
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