After everyone was in bed, I took out my camera and messed around a bit just using what I already had around the house. I must agree with guests to my house: I own an odd assortment of knickknacks. And the collection just gets weirder over time.
I wonder what would happen if I ever got my hands on a set of porcelain figurines. Nothing good, I surmise. Precious Moments kids…at a funeral. (Hey, there is one that’s crying because the cat ate her pet bird.)