It's not what you gather, but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived. Helen Walton

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

The lowly scarab

I love scarabs, or that is I loved scarabs until I read their history.
Little did I know that they were the ones that were masters at creating huge balls 
of dung.  I didn't have the heart to draw a zentangle ball of dung so instead
made dainty beads (of dung) for my challenge piece.

On another note, I congratulate all of you that work full time
and still find time to contribute each week.
I hope it is because I am in a new job,  but I am buried right now.
I also understand that it isn't easy to train an old dog like myself.
Hooray for an understanding manager (who just happened to celebrate
his 80th last week).  To him, I am a young thing.
It is all relative isn't it?


  1. Oh yes, all is relativ. I knew an old lady who became 93 and she always said to me that I was soooo very young. For her I was, because I was 64 then.
    Hope you will be less tired soon!

  2. *dainty beads of dung*... that made me laugh. ;-) You did a great job Susan. And yes, we are only as old as we feel. (sometimes i feel like i'm 105, but that's a whole other story). xox


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