Father’s Day Rocks

Father’s Day Rocks

Yes, I know I’m a couple of weeks late on the Father’s Day thing. It’s because I knew my parents would be passing through Urbana at the end of this week, and I figured I’d just hand my dad his Father’s Day rock instead of try to mail it.

(For Mother’s Day, I gave my mom a small succulent I planted myself. My theme for the parents this year was something like “Things an 8 year old might give her parents.”)

This is only the second rock I’ve ever painted. It’s a hobby I think I might want to take up, but I don’t really know what I’m doing yet.

Anyway, I do like the way this one turned out. It’s freehand, which I think adds to its charm. I painted the white field as a background first, and then sketched the Cubs logo in roughly with pencil before painting it. Smooth lines on small rocks with skinny brushes are difficult to achieve even if you haven’t had brain surgery. I’m proud of my work.

Rock and Ride

Rock and Ride

Dan put pavers down to make a small patio for the grill this week, and while he was doing that he unearthed a heart-shaped rock.

I snatched it up and washed it off, thinking it was the perfect rock to paint.

It was my first attempt at rock painting, though I’d been given a box of acrylic paints as a get well gift last year.

I tried (emphasis on the “tried”) painting a gray ribbon on a pink heart for brain tumor awareness month. #GoGrayInMay

Please also notice that for the first time ever I completed three twenty-minute sessions on the exercise bike on Saturday! That’s a whole hour in one day! I also pedaled the equivalent of 100 miles for the month of May already. I’m proud, even though I’m very, very sore.

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