Cloth and clay dolls

There is something so..well...self-nurturing or I don't know the  right word for it, but I think at least at our age...over 50....almost gasp! 60..when we attempt something new and actually do it.    Maybe not perfectly or to the level of quality that we admire but at least we try.

For me, at least, this is a time or period, stage, in my life that I want to create...maybe it's a delayed "empty nest syndrome"  ...doubt it.

 

At almost 60 I finally feel wiser;  I see things not so black and white. .  ..  My sister and I often chuckle that we would love to say " HEY...I might know a thing or two!"
 I'm being pretty philosophical this morning.....well, it can't be PMS...no, just OLD AGE. 

Well, back to the doll..she was alot of work;  but she was worth it.  I learned alot from the Cloth and Clay Dolls tutorial.  I already have a few ideas floating around in my head for the next one. 

Ok, I'm done bloviating today and I will probably later delete this essay on life ..but maybe not!