This morning I woke up to a whole new blogger. Like I need one more new thing to learn. Since most of my learning is trial and error, expect lots of errors. I try to have an open mind about change - maybe it will be good. But I have found that the older I get, the less I like to adapt. "Whinger" is the new word I learned yesterday - whining and complaining combined. That I can do.
I've been on Pinterest this morning looking for art-spiration. So far, I feel like these cats. Yesterday, I did work on a watercolor. My friend, Barb, came over and wanted to learn about pastels. So I got out my pastels. Turns out Barb is a bit of an old dog, too - not really wanting to learn something new. Actually, she did very well, but I would not say our art was successful yesterday. We do plan on painting more together in the future - it helps the creative process.
If you are wondering why it rained last night, it is because we cut our hay. It is like washing your car; guarantees rain. For those of you who do not understand, the hay must be cut and dried a bit before baling. If it gets wet, the process takes longer. If it is put up too wet, it could mold or combust. Oops, "combust" is not actually a word, but I like it. It suits my purpose.
Well, I have done okay so far with this blogger - now to publish and see how it looks.
5 comments:
I'm an old dog, too. I have the new Blogger compose screen on my desktop and the old one on my laptop. I do 98% of my posting from the laptop because I like the old Blogger. I guess my time's up.
You may be an old dog, but you adapt well with techo stuff.
Combust means to burn. I was wondering how wet hay would suddenly burst into flames. Haven't tried out the new blogger yet. I guess I'll have to sooner or later.
For whatever reason, combust shows being misspelled. Then when I google it, it does not come up. Combustion does. Combustible does, but not combust.
Hey! Don't be a whinger. . .
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