A Gift

Lovely, soft and warm
Touch the fuzzy head
Feel the wonder.

Count the moments,
Savor the whole.
Watch the stretching,
Growing strength.

All the premieres,
All the aches
Mini or major
They are pains for all.

All still tell the tales,
The softness still exists.
Now it emanates from
The heart, the soul

That.is.the.very.best.gift.

Paint, Paint, PAINT!

Painting. Moving that brush up and down, and back and forth on a flat surface (- well, sometimes arched and rounded) slathering on this thick colored drippy stuff. There has got to be a better way!! Painting is so monotonous not to mention the dripping of the substance all over everything besides the walls and ceilings! Oh, it is really a fun time...NOT!

So, now one room is done. But the rest of the house looks like crap now. So this is going to turn into a really long term project, when it started out as a simple little job. Was it worth it? I guess - but I have to add that the results are okay. Kind of...