Reporting In

Yes, folks, I really did see Miss Mustard Seed. Marion Parsons. I learned about painting furniture, which is very foreign to me.

Of course I found a seat at a front table so I would could be up close and personal for all MMS had to teach us. Those are her Christmas boots. I was loving them, can you tell?

Marion's explanations were very clear and she went around to all the tables to help us and give us encouragement. Everyone produced a different product from the same beginning piece. This put everyone at ease about "performing" and "perfection" and we had such a good time and mingled with each other all morning.

We met in an old house in downtown Roswell, GA and I am sorry but I am coveting the chandeliers. I couldn't find a way to get one down to take home...

 

Oh, and the Venetian mirror. Too heavy. Couldn't get it off the mantle...

Since Dad makes reproduction antiques and many in our family collect antiques, touching wood in any way that changes the natural finish feels very strange. None the less, I did learn how to use milk paint, I made several new acquaintances, my book is signed, and most importantly, I had a great time at Rebecca and Daniel's house.

Daniel taught me some things about my new camera, like adjusting the light sensor. See how the room is very yellow in this nighttime picture?

This is how Rebecca and Daniel's living room really looks in natural white light. Cool huh? I know some of you already know how to do this. Please don't be insulted by my amateur excitement.

Daniel took some pictures of Google

and I took some pictures of Lexi. See that sweet gray hair?

I expected the highlight of my weekend to be my time at the workshop. Wrong. Daniel had been planning to teach me gun safety and take me to the shooting range. On Sunday afternoon, that is what we did. He is an excellent and patient teacher. I learned so much and was quite proud of myself at the range. I shot with my grandfather's, PawPaw, pistol, and felt so much history flowing through me while I was learning and working on my new skill.  What a tremendous joy to have my son teaching me about his passion. It was glorious!

Back home to figure out what to paint, what to picture, and what to shoot. Hmmmm....