So all I have been doing lately is picking stinking rocks. Grandpa Bill always called them indian sex rocks, took me years to figure out why so i finially asked. "any f-ing rock you have to bend over to pick up" was his response I do believe. I have found a handfull of actual indian carved rocks this year already, so that is kinda neat, but for the most part picking rocks is boring.
So the above is a jar i painted for the boy's egg money. i used alchohal inks to paint the background and stamped the chickens from my farm stampset from CTMH, with a brown stayzon. I will be back tomorrow for the CCC challenge, don't for get to enter the chocolate challenge for this week. you have till midnight or so.
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