That lovely blue sky with those wispy little cirrus clouds that I mentioned? All gone. There’s a thick blanket of clouds, so I guess those threats of snow were not so idle after all.
Author: Shelly
Through the Wall

Mount Gilead Cemetery, Bloomington, Indiana
I took this last September, but I ran out of room on my memory card, so it was stuck on my camera’s internal memory. I finally found the USB cord for my camera last night and was able to download a bunch of old images. I’ve cropped and done a little minor Photoshopping. You can see the original here.
Blue Sky
It flurried most of the morning, but in the early afternoon, the sky cleared and turned a gorgeous shade of blue. There was a perfect Belt of Venus this evening, too, but I was too busy watching it to take pictures.
No art again today, but there will be something tomorrow. Now, though, it’s way past my bedtime, and a sore throat has been teasing me all day, so I’m going to bed. If Mr. Upstairs wakes me up again tonight, I may have to kick him in the shins. I finally complained about him blasting talk radio all night in the room above my bedroom (boy, does that ever make for weird dreams!), so now he’s spending the night plonking away at the keyboard. How on earth he thinks that’s an improvement is beyond me. There’s something seriously wrong with that man.
A Different Kind of Bones
African Violets
Musical Cubicles
I was hoping that, when one of my coworkers retired, I would be able to upgrade to her cubicle. It’s in the back of the room, by the window, so it’s nice and quiet. Unfortunately, someone with more seniority than I requested it, so it went to her. That meant that her cube was up for grabs, though.
At first, I was tempted to stay put, because the move would put me closer to the serials department, and they are a rowdy bunch. However, I decided that the pros outweighed the cons, so this afternoon, we played musical cubicles. (This is not a fun game, by the way, as it involves the moving of approximately a brazillion books.)
After getting somewhat settled, I decided that the view from my new cubicle is actually better than that from the coveted cubicle, so I’m glad things worked out this way. Now, if the sun ever comes out again, I’ll be able to see it!
I learned something today, Kyle…
Allergies, I Hates Them
My eyes have been burning ever since I got to work this ayem. Ugh. There’s something toxic in the air here, but I don’t know what it is. With the way the ventilation in this building works, it could be someone painting in the basement or on the 10th floor. Burning eyes and runny nose? It must be happydamnMonday!
Oh, great, now I’m coughing. Maybe I’ll be lucky and this’ll be a harbinger of the plague? Kill me now!
Cirrus at Sunset
January 7-13
There’s nothing exciting on these pages, content-wise, but I thought I’d show why I wanted to use art paper in my planner. It’s cheap paper, but it works fine for watercolor pencil, Prismacolor, and Pitt pens. And, you can see why I complain about the lack of sunshine. This was actually a pretty good week, for Winter in Indiana.







