There’s a super-long fence bordering the backyard of Older Daughter’s house, so of course you know we can’t leave a blank space empty for very long. Even in a non-creative person like me, the urge to Do Art cannot be ignored. (Although maybe in my case it should be.) And I know it’s not a competition or anything, but once again my son-in-law, the artist and art teacher, whipped out a chalk masterpiece with very little effort. “Look, Kacky,” 2 1/2-year-old grandson Capt. Adorable said, laughing. “Daddy’s triceratops is eating conductor!” Three guesses as to who drew the conductor.
I’ll redirect the conversation by praising your new profile photo. Very nice.
I’m all aboard for your new blog pic, Kathy. Congratulations!
Aw, thanks. Barbara, that photo was taken at the art museum where I’m the part-time marketing director, and the joke is that it is not my desk. I’m sitting at the education curator’s desk, which visitors walk by every day and so is clean and neat and professional-looking. My desk is far away from public viewing and is piled high with papers, granola-bar wrappers and empty coffee cups — but I’m not sure if my workspace is way in the back because I’m a slob or if I’m a slob because my workspace is way in the back. Hmm …