Spring is very late in its arrival this year. I have my first outdoor show in about a month and I wonder if I’m going to have to wear my snow boots and parka. Candles, which people usually reserve for the colder months, will be flying off the shelves if the weather keeps up like this. I feel like lighting a few candles myself as I look outside and see the snow flying in the blustery wind. The geese have arrived for the summer, but I bet they’re sorry they didn’t wait a while more.
I spent part of the weekend pouring some beeswax candles. I really should get them in my Etsy shop, but taking photos for the listings is tripping me up. Photos always trip me up. Taking photos of my products requires a huge amount of motivation and I’ve just not had it in me for a while. Sometimes I think I should take my things to be photographed to someone who knows more about photography than I do, and who doesn’t need the motivation to take pictures like I do, but who can afford a professional? These are the times I would be willing to trade, services for products. Is there anyone out there who would be willing to do that?
Making the beeswax candles was enough for me this weekend. I sold out at a show last November when a woman bought every single beeswax candle I had on my table. I have to stock up because as I mentioned before, my first show is in about a month. Maybe the photo bug will bite me in the meantime. Until then, Etsy will just have to wait.
The disappointment I felt for not being able to go out for dive night shifted into deep gratitude that I was in my own house not having to wrangle my free-flowing nose juice in public. I hoped Ruthie wasn’t feeling as badly as I was, for about a minute. Then all compassion for anyone by myself left and it was all about me, me, me and how I was going to get my next breath of air through all the mucus in my throat and nose.
Auntie B's Wax 