Today I painted. All day. From nine a.m. to almost 11 p.m. All my words are grey paint. All my thoughts are white trim. Everything else rattling around up there are ideas for finish details, lights in the fireplace surround, trips to ikea. Nothing you really want to hear about, at least not tonight, while it's in a paint-fume-fueled jumble.
But look. Here's a crazy blue and red and yellow dragon tassel mohawk caterpillar that I found on my door.