Work on the wall, the large piece is 70% stitched, the portrait piece is in contemplation. The temp has been very low which means the studio assitant and I have hunkered down, stitching (which she hates) and making cookies which she enjoys.
Doggie cabin fever ensues which goes like this; Arf, arf!!! she looks at the door. Do you want out? Arf, arf, arf!! I open the door she walks out, looks around, barks, comes back in. Five minutes later we have the same conversation again.
A walk was in order and I thought at 20°F we could make it, we did but the wind chill was 0°F. Yikes! But there was no more conversations!
Help the squirrel threw snow balls at me!