Once I was spotted, the picture taking was over. Well, at least pictures that weren't full of a blurry little girl who loves to look at the back of the camera to see herself.
Meanwhile, I'm using spare moments here and there working on projects for this weekend's Christmas Fair. I must admit to struggling with enthusiasm for it all. I'd like to get going on Christmas gifts, but know I should wait until the Fair is done.
I'm painting wooden signs today. Hopefully, they'll sell better than my Autumn ones. I was hoping to get an Etsy store opened, but haven't done it yet. I'd like to, maybe people would want to buy a "piece of the farm" for Christmas gifts. I'd like that.
I find sitting down to blog...forced...lately. I'm not sure why. Maybe because I've been doing this for six years. It's my outlet and so I'd kinda hate to end it. I think I'd miss it. I do miss the old days of blogging. It seemed like there was more back and forth with readers then. Some days, I feel like I'm just talking to myself. ;)
For now, I guess I'll keep going.