Happy Birthday All June Babies!

I have been drawing birthday cakes for family and close friends for their birthdays. If you’ve had a birthday this month and you weren’t mentioned, and feel a little sad about that, then consider this yours!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY EVERYONE!

Happy Birthday Mark!

Mark is another grade school friend. There’s a group of us who have managed to stay in touch on a pretty regular basis. In grade school, I always thought Mark would be some kind of actor or in the movie business… and I was right. He’s made movies and writes screenplays and writes for television. And it hasn’t gone to his head… he’s still nice. Happy Birthday Mark!

WHOLE

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Have you ever looked at the word whole and really thought about it? And if you took off the W, you have a hole. Is there such a thing as a whole hole?

Now that’s a whole donut.

food for thought: “The be-all and the end-all here.”—Shakespeare

DECOMPOSITION

Did you know that the decomposition of raw potatoes will happen in water, in the fridge? They virtually disappear.

food for thought: “It went to pieces all at once,— / Just as bubbles do when they burst.”—Holmes

Happy Birthday Sophia!

Sophia is my great niece. She’s a spitting image of her mother when her mom was her age. Since I don’t get to see Sophia too often, I can remember one of the first times, I was so impressed because she was like a little adult, carrying on a conversation hundred times better than I could as an adult. She raises goats, takes them to fairs and wins! And with the winnings, buys another goat and starts all over. I’ll show my ignorance about goats, but I think a baby one is called a kid. And the first time I heard a goat ‘whining’ I seriously thought it was a human kid having a fit. Scared the crap out of me as I thought they had some poor child locked up in the barn. Turns out it was the goat. Go figure. I can’t wait to see what Sophia will grow up to be… Happy Birthday Sweetie!

COMBINATION

The combination of drawing and writing is working for me.

food for thought: “Great is the strength of feeble arms combined.”—Homer

INCOHERENCE

Go see yesterdays post… it’s just the opposite. I’m coming unglued. But here is my blind drawing of Jessica’s ukulele

and then me looking at the ukulele.

food for thought: I’ve got nothing.