I've discovered that only the boring purchases come in their own boxes. Antique sale, craft fair, and Culture Crawl gifts come wrapped in old newspaper or recycled packing material. So sometimes I get ambitious and make boxes. This time, I'm covering them in vintage hand-made paper that Laurie has been saving for years. Fun, but slow, delicate work; some of that paper falls apart in my fingers as soon as it touches glue.
(A GrrlScientist post providing motivation, which I needed to get me started in the morning; The Psychology behind Wrapping Paper.)
No photos, because at least one of the recipients reads the blog. So here's a junco, taken from my desk during a coffee break:
Looking for stray seeds on top of the hedge. There were a couple, caught in the soggy snow.
And now, off to bed. I've got another busy day tomorrow. Lee Valley Tools, Ikea, maybe a quick look into an antique store. I've got a little list ...
