This morning, the song, “Signs,” by Five Man Electrical Band got stuck in my head, which made me think, “I need a ‘Gone Fishing’ sign, only I want it to say, ‘Gone Painting.’” I could put it on my blog for times when I’ve got a lot of artwork to do and won’t be around for a while. Then I wondered if anyone would get a, “Gone Painting,” sign. Or one that says, “Gone Drawing.” Or, “Creative at Work.” Or one that says, “Am Writing.” Then I started to question my sudden need for a sign. I’d never needed a sign before.
Since I couldn’t think of which sign to make, Daria the chicken offered to make one for me. This is what she came up with:
Nobody would believe that sign. I don’t even know how to surf!
Although, with the weather getting colder, maybe I should learn how to
surf this winter. I could go some place warm and tropical and … ack! A
surfing sign is not going to help me to get my work done. I shook my
head to clear out the surf fantasies.
“Meow!” Remus woke up from his catnap and offered to make me a sign,
which was weird. Remus likes walking though my paintings when they are
still wet and making a trail of colorful kitty tracks, but signs aren’t
usually his thing. I went to make lunch. When I came back, Remus was
finished with his sign:
I started to worry about what Remus was trying to tell me. I gave him
a toy mouse to play with/attack, just in case. It looked like I’d have
to make my own sign, one that shows people that I’m working, even when
it looks like I’m not. I still didn’t know what to put on it, until I
remembered the mouse I used to write about and draw pictures of. Here’s
What kind of sign do you wish you had? Or have you already made your sign?