I'm surprised to learn that it's already Friday afternoon. I have been elbow deep in mosaic world for a couple of days, so the passage of time has gone unnoticed. I forgot to pick Matt up from school.
The same thing happens when I'm writing a really great story.
It's not finished yet, but it's in the final stages It's an end table. I'm feeling very proud of it. It's my very first mosaic, and I think I've done a pretty good job.
