Garden Journal

Kavi and I did a second batch of bookmarks this morning. We agree that both white and black backgrounds are nice, in their own ways. And also that it’s frustrating when fragile bits of flower break off!

I am now the proud owner of a laminator. It is ridiculously fun to use. Laminate ALL THE THINGS! (Whoops, didn’t think to sign these before sealing them. Oh well…)

The nice thing about making art (instead of stories) is that at the end of the day, you might have something pretty to look at. I think my favorite here is the dead nettle, oddly enough, though the explosion of pansies does make me smile. smile emoticon These are little 5×7 framed originals — now comes

The irises are starting. 🙂     When I was a kid, irises were my favorite flower — I even used to do paper crafts where you made an iris out of paper, which is a complex and challenging process. Now, of course, there are too many flowers I love for me to have a favorite.

It’s a funny sort of flower — you can’t really see the prettiest part unless you tip the blooms up. But here are the points in its favor: a) it’s hardy and deer / bunnies / squirrels won’t eat it, b) when it’s coming up, the pointy spikes add a unique and interesting element to

So last night I tried the microwave technique for pressing flowers, and it worked pretty well. They throw off a lot of moisture in the process, so any books you use will get a bit wrinkly, and possibly have bits of flower gunk stuck in them afterwards. I’m okay with that. 🙂 I let them

Okay, I know I’ve hit a certain threshold of not giving a damn, because when I decided I wanted to start on pressing some flowers tonight for a craft project, and it was a bit chilly out for my nightshirt, I just threw on a fuzzy grey polka-dotted bathrobe and *slippers* and went out into

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Serendib garden journal: I love to travel, but it is hard to leave when the garden is blooming — I’m always afraid of missing something. When I left, the columbines and bleeding hearts were in full swing, but I could see that the irises were about to start, and the lilacs were beginning to bloom.