So I finished my 30 Paintings in 30 Days challenge late last night, and somehow, I thought I would spring out of bed this morning, ready to crochet a prototype for Buttercup from The Princess Bride. Instead, I staggered out of bed, checked my email, wrote a dozen or so semi-coherent sentences, and crawled back under the covers until dinner, shortly after which, my son got violently sick, narrowly missing the couch. Poor kid! (Good aim, though. Phew.)
Oh yeah. And these are the paintings, which are also in my shop (unless they’ve already been sold).