Last week, both cats were sitting on the bench when this bird (woodland thrush? brown thrasher?) landed in front of them--I mean almost touching their noses. Too stunned to move the cats stared until I jumped up and scared him away. He flew to the fence and stayed there while I came within a foot and took his picture; he stayed for several minutes before flying away. Never looked at all nervous about me (or the cats).
A few minutes after the bird flew, Edgrr decided to check it out.
Last week's outgoing mail:
Fred is one of my favorite monster eccentrics.
A couple of years ago, a friend gave me some dried gourds.
I had so much fun using them!
I've made a couple of Halloween paper cones using Dollar Store skeletons,
that I used a banner for several years.
After being cut loose, they found new homes in the cones.
Creepy little critters.
I've about spent my creative energy, but I don't want that to happen.
What do you do to encourage the creative buzz, when you feel depleted of ideas?
