May is shaping up around here. The Wildflower Pilgrimage was a success and we saw lots of wild things, including these rare Marsh Marigolds. I like them. I named my first doll Marigold. She had beautiful yellow yarn hair and a brown plaid-ish dress. One of our guides was named Sunshine and she was a doctor of botany and she taught us pneumonics for remembering Jacob's Ladder over Greek Valerian (wait, is that right) having to do with male anatomy. Well I may not remember the other flower but I remember Jacob's Ladder now. Anyway, it was a really good weekend and I look forward to next year.
I wouldn't say I plan ahead a lot, but I'm good at planning on my feet. I've been doing this one a day project for the last year--I draw a book cover based on a six word story and post it on instagram. Tonight's the end of it and wouldn't you know I haven't the slightest what I'm going to do. Which has been what everyday for the past year was, and it was awesome. But you want to finish strong. I do wish I had thought I little bit ahead here. Alas, it wouldn't be AUTHENTIC if I didn't just put something meh out. OH WELL.
www.instagram.com/ephitt for those interested folks who have come here for WHO KNOWS WHY. This is for the ghosts.
It's around the corner. I'm going to look at mosses and wildflowers maybe with my mom this mother's day. I might need to make a card that she hasn't seen on the internet. Will I do that, though? That's the question.
If you're here, which I'm not sure anybody has been yet, you can get 20% off everything in the shop right now until May 7 with code MOMS2015. That's a lot of cards, kinda.
If you want to know what I've been doing lately, it's been listening to 2Pac Pandora radio. Actually it's Kendrick Lamar radio, but it seems like it's mostly Tupac. I miss the 90s.
In celebration of the 90's, I really want this jacket: