plums

Oh my, little plum tree. You're making me blush...

plum jam

I made and canned 10 jars of plum jam yesterday, after harvesting all the plums I could from the tree in my backyard. The ladder I was using put me at eye level with the top of the neighbors cinderblock wall (that they undoubtedly have to keep out the riffraff- aka: me) and as I was picking plums a lil' squirrel decided to come see what I was doing. Totally fearless, he just sat and stared. I threw a plum at him. It landed on my neighbors' patio. Oops... (heh-heh...)

check out this bird

it's been a while...

...and my sketchbook has cobwebs. The last month has felt like a whirlwind and I simply stepped back and watched as all sort of things were happening around me (and sometimes to me). My brain is muddled and I'm tired and ready for a bit of downtime to dissect all that's been going on...