Well, I was going to post a review of Paths of Exile, Carla Nayland’s new novel, this week, and work on a quilt, and even possibly, maybe, hopefully, write some.
Instead I’ve spent the last 5 days painting a mural in my daughter’s bedroom (at my folks’ place in West Virginia). My parents named each of their rooms for one of the places we’ve lived. The Punkin’s room is the Northwest room. The big mountain you can barely see up at the top of the picture is supposed to be Mount Rainier, in Washington state.
I’m rather proud of how it’s turning out, considering this is my first mural ever. This isn’t the finished product–the dogwood’s already been painted over since it just didn’t fit in with the rest of the picture.
Needless to say, I’ve not gotten much else done this week. The Punkin especially is quite sick of “Mama painting.” I’m really hoping to have it done tomorrow (though I’ve been hoping that for the past 4 days)
I do promise to have that review up by the end of the month. Maybe even next week, Lord willing and the crik don’t rise.