I think that I might be able to commit a crime and get away with it.

I have been creating these really cool cabbage roses from satin and I seal the edges with a flame. I have now successfully managed to remove all fingerprint ridges from my thumb and index finger.

I have been hand stitching the beads so there is no glue residue and may have crippled my hand as well. All in the name of creating.

I learned how to make these flowers at the beginning of the year and decided to sell a garden of them at a boutique I am going to be at in November. I have come up with a way to use these roses in a variety of ways with no pin holes to mar your clothing and accessorize your jewelry.

Feels good to complete something that looks so nice. Because I have seen my share of glue spiders and poor material that some flowers have.

So,if you have the perfect bank heist lined up, you may want to give me a ring. Because not only will my fingerprints not be found, but the flowers on my clothing will stand out nicely on the security cameras....

Ahhh, Fall. . . . . .

As it so happens, it is a beautiful day here in Lakewood , Washington.

Yes, I said beautiful!

The sun is shining , there was a crane by the pool earlier, there is a smell of fresh baked coconut rice in the oven, and most importantly, it is not raining.

Wait, what?

A crane? Yes, a crane! By my pool! Just chillin!

He stayed there for about 20 minutes and then ever so casually lifted up into a semi flight~semi hop onto the roof where he outlooked his world.

Man, you'da thought I'd never seen a crane before.

Reason for that, I haven't! Not up close like that~

Coconut rice you say?

Yeah. That is what I said. When I was a youngster my mom always made this wonderful rice, brown sugar, coconut milk thing that we loved. So I decided to make some today. I cooked my sweet rice in coconut milk, than added mochi ( rice flour) and brown sugar and butter and coconut and baked it.

It will set up so that you cut it onto squares. Yum.

And as I sit here and blog, my neighbor is going to get his mail.

By tractor. Yup.

He lives 2 doors down from me and he takes his tractor to the main road to get his mail every day.

Now, before you say "oh, well, it's to the main road", consider that the main road is approximately one block.

Uh huh. And no, even tho he is older, he is not crippled. The man builds rock walls in his backyard, thus the tractor.

Good thing I don't have a mailbox at the main road or I might be hitchin a ride with him.

Just sayin......

And finally, I have posted a picture of the things I am making for my boutique in November for those of you who asked....stay tuned!