Good Morning!

I fell in to bed waaaaaaaaay to late last night, long after the moon had set and the clouds had rolled in low and thick.  And somehow, this morning, my eyelids snapped open at 7:30 am and I just had to bound out of bed.  The air outside smells like camping; green and damp and so thick with moisture you could nearly drink it.  There is a chill but I have the windows thrown wide open.

All furred beasts have been fed (truly their feeding routines are a thing of obscene luxury).

One small pot of Irish Breakfast tea with milk and agave has been consumed.

I'm just so excited to get into the studio today.  I need to flip the switch on this and refill that and cut more of those and measure twice, always measure twice.

And I can't wait to show you what I've been working on.