Outside in my craft garden, sitting at my bistro table in the sunshine. The paper is blinding me with its reflective whiteness. My brain gears are chugging along but I’m not entirely sure what the outcome will be. I don’t know what conclusions they’ll derive from whatever is fueling them. Today on Tumblr I saw a post about alternatives to the site should something happen to it. I suspect that it’s only a matter of time. Maybe I should backup all the stuff I’ve posted, especially the brain dumps that weren’t written out first. Maybe it is time to publish Craft Adventures Studio, make it live and add my future Tumblr content to it. Time to venture out on my own and create my own space. I think
I found this at an Antique Shop but I don't know if it's really an antique. I bought it because it speaks to my soul. *Everything* about it. So now it's hanging in my craft studio.
