Progress
has come to a standstill on house projects and on art projects. The weather is either too cold or too wet and
I feel tired, I feel stuck, I feel old.
Maybe I'm just an
Old Soul |
I try to
play in the studio between trips to town but my player is broken and running on
empty. Color is so lacking this time of
year even package wrappings for birthday boxes were a challenge
until the
soft colors of spring that I day dream about snuck in.
So I
attempt to anticipate the clear days between the rain (even when it's freezing)
because the sunrises are worth the wait.
They arrive a little earlier each morning, reminding me...this too shall
pass.
And I have
decided...AT THE END OF THE DAY... that creating just for fun is a delicious
way to spend January.