Wreath!

Some things are intrinsically motivating, while others have the pressures of earning, of buying and selling, hung on them like a heavy yoke. Would that I could work with the same vigor that I procrastinate. If I could spend all of my time making silly household crafts and puttering around my garden, without worrying about bills or making a contribution to the world, I think I would be quite satisfied. Retirement in my 20's. Would be great. In the meantime, I will have to satisfy myself with occasional crafting and the associated guilt.

Lo and behold, the product of that crafting: