Saturday, December 5, 2015
What We are Left With
A rare Saturday evening post (pun intended). Steve took this photo for our cards this year and we must've been 4 hours working on it in various editing programs. Curse words were uttered. Tempers flared. Bribes were offered. And, as Steve finally said, "Nobody will even care!!!" "But, we are artistes!" I cried. He is out walking the dogs now. Peace in the land.
This wreath on our door sums things up nicely for me: 'tis the season and we're filled with exasperation over the state of our nation. Joy turns to "OY" and there you have it.
Zie ga zink, y'all.