My Special Word
Who’s with
me? Who’s ready to face 2019 with your very own Special Word?
Oh, good. As you may remember (or
not), mine is DIY. If I may, I’d like to showcase
my early success with this word.
Come sit by me. Grab a cup of French Roast coffee and an almond biscotti. Or a glass of Chateauneuf Du Pape wine and boursin-slathered garlic-and-chives pita crackers. (Aside: I just like to work the Chateauneuf into this writing to make it seem like I wear berets and just flew in from the south of France.)
Come sit by me. Grab a cup of French Roast coffee and an almond biscotti. Or a glass of Chateauneuf Du Pape wine and boursin-slathered garlic-and-chives pita crackers. (Aside: I just like to work the Chateauneuf into this writing to make it seem like I wear berets and just flew in from the south of France.)
The one crafters will talk
about for generations to come.
It is a replacement for
Asool's dilapidated twig domicile.
It isn't perfect. Not even
close. The verticals are not perpendicular to the base in some places. A glob
of glue covers the gaps between angles that don't match.
But what is stellar about it
isn't the actual object itself.
It's about believing you can
create something from dollar-store craft sticks and a glue gun you've owned
since the Shrinky Dink era.
It's about using your
knowledge of arithmetic and basic shapes.
Applying the logic lesson
that the size of the bird house needs to fit within the cage door dimension.
There is such a wonderful
lesson in this crooked, lopsided avian abode.
It's about imagination and
vision...
... to make something where
there once were just sticks.
It is totally over-rated and
over-emphasized.
The joy and beauty and the
wonder of this project is the imperfection found in every line.
And the look of satisfaction
from a sleepy love bird who's comfortably snuggled within.
How have you fared
with your Special Word? I'm eager to hear about it.
(To be continued)
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