Summer Waxing Summer Moon
So I spent a couple of hours this morning lining the base of the chain link fence with used wooden fence railing, then wiring those rails to the bottom of the chain link. This is in an attempt to prove that I am human, Vega dog. Me smarter.
Tonight Vega looked around the living room, hopped in the Stickley arm chair, made herself small and occupied the same space usually taken by a whippet about a third of her size. Quite a performance. No wonder she can slither under the fence. Later, Vega hopped up on the couch and plopped herself down, just like the whippets. I used to have a firm no dogs on the furniture policy, but it went by the wayside long ago. They like a good chair as much as I do and the couch, well, hey, that’s for all of us, right?
Research today on the pre-Raphaelite show. The more I learn the more I respect the work and thought of these guys as it pertained to the purpose of art and the craft of art-making.
