It's been a while since i last posted, so I am including a lot of pictures. I figured that might help you forgive me for having been boring for a while. The last two weeks have been pretty busy. I took a class and had to teach Kindergarten. I did a lot more teaching than expected because the teacher was in and out a lot. On friday her mother fell and broke her hip as the day was beginning, so the assistant and some other woman (who was out more than in) and I taught class. Very interesting experience. Above is the Monkey Hat match game. the kids were supposed to match the monkey with the color word to the hat of the correct color. It was fun to make. I like the dancing monkeys. 
This is my Portacula- I am growing it in a box on my porch. i just love the colors- all the corals and pinks! It has rained like crazy here for hte last two weeks and they are getting lots and lots of water so the blooms just keep on coming. 
This is Josh in the garden. We have a small backyard, but he managed to plow up a pretty good chunk of it. He is adding yarn to the bean poles so the peas and pole beans can climb up it. Josh hung up pie pans to keep the birds away, but they don't seem to be working. He ad to yell out the window at a bird in the garden this morning- I don't think it did any good. I don't think anything is actually eating our plants, though. My Mom's garden seems to be subject to some bunnies lately. They've been eating the leaves right off her plants. 
This is a view of Josh from behind the pea plants. I think it is a neat picture, so i put it on here. Occasionally my $15 wal-mart digital keychain camera does take interesting pictures!
This is our lettuce- it's coming up quick and I am looking forward to some salad this summer!
And these are the carrots. We tried carrots last year and we got lots of green leaves and not enough root to even make the carrot. The roots were a little orange-ish, though. I guess that's something. I am hoping for a better turn out this year. Josh doesn't like carrots (though he might eat them on principal if he is th eone who actually grew them... hmmm) so I will probably be eating whatever comes out. I'm answering these first, but I would also like to have anyone who reads this to also answer these questions- just leave a comment!
1. If you could travel back in time, what would you tell yourself 10 years ago?
Don't go out with Bob! In fact, don't date anyone at all! You think you know yourself really well, but ten years from now you will still be learning things about yourself that you never even imagined. Don't worry about what other people think of you. You are cool enough to wear lots of color and cute strange clothes. And for heaven's sake, excercize! You may not even weigh enough to give blood right now, but your metabolism won't be like this forever. You are beautiful and special, and you are talented, but if you don't excercize the talent, and you don't believe and act like you are beautiful and special then you will stop believing it.
Most of all: Make God your first priority. All that other stuff will follow if you can get that one straight!
2. Who is your favorite artist?
This one is hard. I like Renior's portraits but I also like Klimt and (of course) Wilson.
3. What is your most prized material possession and what does it mean to you? (not people, pets or qualities.)
Without a doubt it is the journal I kept through my last two years of high school and my first year of college. Its mostly cheesy or whiney, but it reminds me a lot of how far I have come and where I have wanted to go- and where I want to go now.
4. How do you like your eggs?
Sunny side up and runny with toast.
5. What do you secretly hoard?
Books- I guess this isn't much of a secret for anyone who helped us move- I will probably not ever read them again, but I would miss them if they weren't around. Also, old copies of Real Simple Magazine, and neat pics and illustrations from the internet.
Most people, when they criticize, whether they like it or hate it, they're talking about product. That's not art, that's the result of art. Art, to whatever degree we can get a handle on (I'm not sure that we really can) is a process. It begins in the heart and the mind with the eyes and hands.
~Jeff Melvoin, Northern Exposure, Fish Story, 1994
Okay, this one turned out to be harder than I thought. Good last lines, but no good ideas. So anyone else try this and come out with something that even makes sense? Please post it- cause I'm curious! I'm going to keep trying, but no promises.
