I'd love to move. Why? Well, I live in a watershed, and the creek runs right through my property. This poses a slight problem when one has livestock; even the small handful I've got. Mostly because I'd like more than a small handful!
I love this red!
The original buckskin color on it's own was a bit too gold.
Dappled up a bit (you don't see the mess on the table...)
Behold, the other dining room wall. I began painting it when Darling was three and GBGN was ten. They are now 13 and 20. Only ten years. No reason to panic. Most folks think it was meant to be this way; it's my creative, artistic rendition of the trees outside. When I tell them it's not quite finished, they're sure that I'm only going to paint a few birdies to complete the job.
I was going to paint flowers around the windows in the living room at one time. My arm got a bit tired, though, so I stopped.
Now I think I'll paint over the unfinished flowers. Looks like it may take two coats. I'm sure I'll get it done before Christmas (no guarantees which year.)
Handpainted wallpaper. No, I didn't paint it, but thanks for asking.
Paint walls Buckskin Pony. Decide buckskin is just a wee too gold. Get five gallon bucket of eggshell paint that you purchased on sale for $20 over a year ago out and stir, stir, stir, then give up stirring because the bucket is too deep and you can't seem to stir up the solids at the bottom. Grab an old wash cloth or towel, dip into the eggshell and begin dabbing over the buckskin. Wonder why God didn't give you two right arms so when the first one wore out you'd be able to use the second one. I know...why not use your left arm? Because your left side isn't accustomed to doing anything, let alone painting or dappling, so two right arms are more useful. Eventually you've got a Dappled Pony.