Jaci Dawn

Not quite. But I was searching for some great photo of the day to share. I’ve been upstairs all evening problem-solving an elf (I promise – I’ll post pics as soon as I am finished) and daylight is fading fast.

The sun was glinting golden off of the fir trees right out the south-facing upstairs window, so I tried to get a photo of that through the glass.

😦 I just couldn’t capture that last-minute-in-the-sun glow. All those little pollen cones were golden yellow (which is what color my cvar will be when the next good dry wind comes up and all that golden pollen is released to the wind, but I digress).

Then I looked down.

Into The Artist’s yard. I love this guy’s yard. The couple who live next to us are elderly: he used to teach art at the community college. From the minute I saw his back yard and learned he made all of this, I’ve considered him a kindred spirit.

My husband looked and said, “Hey, he makes weird things like you do.”

Learning to weld is definitely something I want to do.

This is just the backyard. Their front yard sports more. They don’t have a lawn or flower beds: they have sculptures and a few trees.

I don’t think Don would go for it, but it makes me think. 🙂