But first, if you want to try the quiche I made, here's the recipe from an Internet friend long ago in the 90s in the old Utne Cafe. Thanks, Diane, dianesowo!
Best I can do.
My dreams have involved a lot of knotting lately. It's weird to dream you've continued your current work with different knots, not very good design, then wake up to realize you don't have to fix it. It's like a fiberarts nightmare.
About the template I offered you yesterday, I know some adults like coloring pages, restful, I think. So I made it in case anyone wants to try it.
Me, I've never done coloring books or painting books, or enjoyed crosswords or jigsaw puzzles much, or jokes. What I've liked since I was a little kid was making them.
I remember laboriously cutting pictures onto shapes to reassemble as puzzles and giving them to other kids to play with. Likewise crosswords. I created them when I taught seventh grade, to teach grammar terms. And I made up jokes very young.
I think it runs in the family -- when Handsome Son was about five, long before he broke through the language barrier, he would create toys like airplanes and people out of paper and scotch tape. He couldn't manage scissors so he tore the paper to size and shape.
The people had a door in front with a knob drawn on. You opened the door to see their organs all drawn in place, as he'd seen in the encyclopedia. He'd give the toys to other kids, busy making more and not interested in collecting them.
He created wordless comics too, with a cast of characters drawn from various toys.
Now I'm off to learn how to do knotting finishes so I can end my current bracelet.
Happy day everyone. Everyone can make something even if it's just a fuss!
Every day, that is.
