Our county offers a monthly weekend art class, and I recently signed her up. She made a gorgeous fall tree in September. Today, she decorated a pumpkin. A table full of glitter, glue, stickers, feathers, buttons, shapes, and paints was at her disposal as she released her creativity.
We had a hunch what was coming the moment she selected her paint:
It is proudly sparkling in the sun by our front door right now.
I am quite certain, no neighbor will have one like it.
