People toss out interesting things.

And I have acquired the quirky behavior of rummaging around in the things other people pitch out, then stacking one person’s tossed out treasure on top of another’s discarded thing-a-ma-bob.  Fanciful sculptures emerge, which I then throw in the yard.

I blame Skattur.

On Break

On Break

This coming Saturday I will drag them to the St. Jude Craft fair under the pretense of wanting to sell them….

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…but it feels a little like selling one’s children.

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Obviously, I still have a lot to learn about letting go.

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Star-Crossed Tree Huggers

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