Well, my camera is still broken. It's sad but true. I thought we'd rush that thing to the
camera ER and just hand over cash to make it all better.
But January, just after Christmas, has always been a
time of roosting. Staying home with chili and some free football as entertainment.
Did I mention free? Fixing the camera is unlikely to be free, or even near free.
And so I've been surprised to find what you can do with a mostly busted
(yes, I'm using the word BUSTED) camera.
Even if only one-third of the viewfinder displays an image,
and even if that image is upside down!
I am relieved to able to share a few January pleasures.
An after Christmas present found in Madison, Indiana, at a fun nature store called Cultivate.
This small birdfeeder attaches to the window - I should be able to spy on the birds
UP CLOSE. They just love that! Getting gawked at while eating - they must be used to it.
Sprouting things in January - doesn't everyone do it?
I wanted to find out if some of the seeds I collected from the garden in November
would actually sprout before I sold them in the spring. On the right are shasta daisy sprouts
sharing space with ....
Dang if I can remember things anymore! The most common knowledge just flies right
away and refuses to come back! It'll come to me if I stop trying - probably by the end of this post.
On the left are some pieces of a summer annual that seemed to nice to freeze.
Since the leaves are succulent, they can just be cut and stuck into soil, and go right on blooming.
How sweet is a lesson in character is that?
Lastly, WE CLEANED THE ATTIC!
(snapdragons. and there you go - BAM! the thing you forgot plows you right in the face!)
We've lived here for eighteen years, friends, and we have only stuffed the attic --- never cleaned it.
But better late than never, right? Now I know what is in every box, tote and bag up there! I feel rich with knowledge! Powerful! And the joy of finding things thought long lost - well, let's just say it was a good time.
Like a yardsale that I didn't have to go anywhere to attend and where everything was free.
I don't even remember where this blue bottle was found, but I love it all over again.
Now to get all that creepy white crud out of it.
The perfect project for a January day.