PRISMS AND POLKA DOTS

Best get back to business.  I've taken time off to get accustomed to the new number I'll be using when someone asks how old I am.  My birthday was celebrated numerous times with numerous friends, and I made the most of each celebration.  One was canceled due to the hot temperatures, so we're still not done making a big deal out of just another day!

My last creative project is a crocheted wind spinner.  I have a stash of metallic cord left over from when I made bracelets.  It's ideal for making these spinners, so that's what my brain is focused on at the present. 

It spins and is one of the most unusual things I've made in a long time.  At the bottom, naturally, is a string of pizazzy beads.  We were in a thrift store a couple of days ago, and I bought a beaded necklace for $2.  Most of the beads are various shades of sparkly blue, and blue is really hard to find.  

This picture also shows how dry our lawn is.  We need rain.  On those 90-degree days, the best place was inside where the AC kept us cool.  We felt badly for the construction guys working on a new condo next to Venny.  I couldn't help but recall the days when I worshiped the sun, smeared on Banana Boat sun tan oil, and laid in the back yard at mid-day till my skin was about fried.  Now I'm not able to endure walking around the building.  

There's a slight breeze today.  My next task is to water my hanging plant that's slowly showing signs of late-season aging.  Kinda like me.  Yes, I've arrived at the age known for its luck at the gambling casinos.  It's the craziest thing.....some nights I have dreams where I'm with a bunch of people and no one wants to be with me cuz I'm old.  Guess it's my turn to experience the least-understood, and most feared, stage of life.