It won't stop raining.
Every weekend and many evenings since autumn began, I've been trying to find an opportunity to drag some old props into the backyard and (in keeping with this year's theme of "everything old is new again"), freshen them up. In most cases, "freshening them up" requires spray paint. And spray paint requires dry weather. At least for a while.
But it just keeps raining. And misting. And drizzling. Culminating yesterday in an intense evening of wind and pouring rain. So instead of working on props, I ate candy corn cookies, made a cup of pumpkin tea, lit some Halloween candles, and listened to the rain lash the windows.
The coming weekend promises better weather. Too bad I have to be out of town for Thanksgiving.
Every weekend and many evenings since autumn began, I've been trying to find an opportunity to drag some old props into the backyard and (in keeping with this year's theme of "everything old is new again"), freshen them up. In most cases, "freshening them up" requires spray paint. And spray paint requires dry weather. At least for a while.
But it just keeps raining. And misting. And drizzling. Culminating yesterday in an intense evening of wind and pouring rain. So instead of working on props, I ate candy corn cookies, made a cup of pumpkin tea, lit some Halloween candles, and listened to the rain lash the windows.
The coming weekend promises better weather. Too bad I have to be out of town for Thanksgiving.