Back to being a day late! Busy 4th of July weekend here that extended to yesterday.
But it wasn't too hard to hide inside air conditioned comfort and finish up this week's list. Triple digit records were set and we're supposed to get more of the same tomorrow. Maybe I'll even work again on next week's list. We'll see! In the meantime, this week, the list of my biggest regrets.
I wet a piece of sticky back canvas, drew all over with water colour crayons and smudged it more with a wet finger. A few stamped images, some glaze pen and that good ole white sharpy, and done.
As always, I either finish and/or run out of room, and think of something else. That something else came up in a discussion with friends last week. I wish I had taken more photos of my grandparents when I was younger. Especially my Dad's parents, who farmed all of their adult lives. I remember my Baba always in a flowered dress, apron, work boots and a colourful babooshka. And cats eye glasses. My Gigi, always in suspenders (shlakes) , rolling his own cigarettes, an accomplishment in itself given that he was missing part of one thumb. He had his seat by the door in the winter house. I don't think anyone else ever sat there. I really should record these memories. I can picture so many moments with them, about them. I wish I could draw well enough to record them the way I remember them. They're truly priceless images.
I'm sure I'll come up with another item or two for this list. I know I'll come up with more memories of my Baba and Gigi.