This morning as I shuffled outside, bleary eyed to open up the chicken coop, I noticed the local rat pack of deer passing through the front yard.
They don't wear skinny ties, or drink martinis, but they ARE a group of young bucks.
I'm pretty sure this was the Frank Sinatra of the group:
I wonder if he can carry a tune?
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In watercolor class this week, we were working on reflections in water.
The instructor told us at the beginning of class, not to 'fall in love' with our paintings. She said we should just consider them experiments, and to 'see what happens' with our paint and techniques.
I thought that was good advice.
Let's just call this a 'study' shall we?
It's a good thing I am not required to fall in love with this.
But I think we could be friends.
:-)
I wonder if he can carry a tune?
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In watercolor class this week, we were working on reflections in water.
The instructor told us at the beginning of class, not to 'fall in love' with our paintings. She said we should just consider them experiments, and to 'see what happens' with our paint and techniques.
I thought that was good advice.
Let's just call this a 'study' shall we?
It's a good thing I am not required to fall in love with this.
But I think we could be friends.
:-)