Iris the Womberscootch
I promised you a mysterious artist, and I'm going to deliver. By way of introduction, let me tell you about Iris. She's not really a pet. More of a companion. Iris is a Womberscootch. When Iris woke up this morning, the first thing Iris said was, "I want to go outside." Unfortunately it's been blustery and stormy, so I said we might not be able to. Iris was very cross. She refused to eat or play. She just sat in the window. I think Iris might have willed the sunshine, because we had a small break in the weather. Outside we found one of the climbing roses on our front arbor, old Bourbon rose "Zephirine Drouhin," blooming. Iris says they smell fantastic. Then we played hide and seek. She looks pleased with herself, don't you think? Finally Iris decided she wanted to take pictures. "Can't you sit still?" she says. Iris usually sits by my sewing machine. She likes to tell me when my seams are straight and makes me rip things out that I probably would let go and regret later. She's helpful that way. So I'm glad that Renee, creator of the Womberscootch and today's promised promised mysterious and elusive artist, let Iris could come to live with me. Thank you, Renee! If you want a Womberscootch of your own, you have to vist Renee's website, While you're there, make sure to take a look at her art gallery. You can also visit her blog, or her Etsy shop for more art & crafty goodies. Okay, we must move on. Say goodbye, Iris. "Goodbye, Iris." She's soooo funny.