Lately Siegfried loves to surprise me with…..anything.
He’ll come get up in my grill to block my view of whatever it is he’s building, and in the absolute giddiest voice possible, he’ll yell…
A surprise!? For me?!
And he does an uncontrolled victory spaz as I recognize his greatness.
But this past week he’s been getting all paranoid that I will ruin his surprise. ..
Like I’m not actually basking in whatever silence happens to be occurring.
Like I’m not totally engrossed in something I’m FINALLY getting to do.
But, he puts up with my issues so I put up with his.
In fact, he totally embraces my pursuits.
You see sticks outside????
I’ve begun a collection of branches. You know, because all we seem to have around here is TONS of extra space for dead-tree-storage.
Really the only person who sees us doing weird things on a regular basis is the groundskeeper and he’s totally cool with it.
But I find myself stunned that all these men are out there trimming enormous branches off the trees and then just shoving them into trucks and smashing them to pieces.
Nobody seems to be sneaking any of the gnarly ones into their own cars!! What is up with that?
Anyway, I’ve painted a few. Still not sure what I’m going to do with them other than incorporate them into my wall….collage….art….thing….
Also, I finished my portrait. I decided to keep it simple and just get a killer frame.