Getting My Life Back
The past three weeks have been devoted to my little Abby the whippet with her injured leg and the surgery to fix it (details at the bottom of my last post.) Last night was my first night of uninterrupted sleep since she hurt her leg the day after Christmas. I don’t know what it is about animals, but I think it’s their complete dependency on us that makes us tend to treat them like infants. I found myself in a mode of sleeping with one eye and one ear open, or getting up with her to comfort her or to make sure she was warm, or to see if she needed covers or a pill. Many nights I have just sat up in the recliner with my pillow for most of the night, trying to get some proper rest during the day when her Dad could take over. But last night was a turning point, and I feel like a new person. The fog is lifting. She’s healing well, and has even started to put her foot down with the one injured leg. So we’re slowly getting our life back.
Here are two of the newest collages from my session that went so well, which I wrote about in my last post. Maybe today I’ll try to repeat the experience. That would be so nice.
My collection of fabulous papers is growing, thanks to my Gelli plate . . .
. . . not to mention the secondary papers that result from depositing surplus paint from the brayers and brushes. Hint: I sometimes like to use things like old maps, brown paper, and magazine pages for depositing extra paint, to make them more interesting.
Now all I need are the time and energy to play with them.