The world goes on out there--somewhere far from me. I have become the proverbial ostrich with my head in the sand--or the trees, as the case may be. As my darling hubby points out to me, there is nothing I can do about things that are happening in the world, no matter how terrible they are, so I may as well ignore them. But being who I am, I say "Chuck it in the F*** it bucket and forget it." ( I always did have a vocabulary that would make a sailor blush......)
So I am hooking most days, and planning the additions to "The Rug", as my family now calls it.
Hard to see my chicken scratches, "Phase 2" is the big part across the top, "Phase 3" is the part on the right. The other ones are not drawn yet, as I will probably change 15 things as I go. Of course I thought I had enough linen for the top, but I was short--had to order it. SO I started on Phase 3 first, since I already had everything.
This is a rendition of our silly chickadees. A couple years ago, they took over one of the hummingbird feeders, so Wade started filling it with water for them. They have their own personal water supply, the 4 birdbaths we have are not good enough for them, I guess! Quite often we see them lined up on a branch, waiting for their turn to get a drink. So polite! This always makes us laugh, so I had to add them and their story to "The Rug".
My intention, at this point, is to hook separate leaves and leaf clusters, and attach them to the border to help blend the new pieces into the original one. At first I was only going to have the branches and leaves coming out of the top, but as usual, my crazy brain took over, then it picked up my imagination, stole a fast car, and took off down the road! I am now contemplating painting some branches and leaves out onto the ceiling--who knows what else may develop!