December is a strange month
Wow. It’s December. Have I been sleeping?
If you're like me every day after the time change in November seems to move at warp speed. I wake up dazed by the disruption, et voila, the year has come to an end.
December is a strange month regardless. It delivers a mish-mash of excitement and exasperation. We've got a few weeks left to check off wish lists and to-do lists, to meet expectations and make everything magical . Well, maybe if you live in this world ...
This year I think I’m going to try to delight in what is rather than worrying about what could be. I’m going to take a little bit of time to recharge and to be still. I don’t do still very well. Add to list: learn to be still.
It’s been a wonderful year. I’m happy with the way that my energy was spent and I'm excited to be planning for the year ahead.
While it's good to be focused my hope is to be able to recognize a new creative adventure should one cross my path. Who knows what to expect? Life's a work in progress and that in itself is exciting.
Happy Holidays and keep making, my friends.
Everyday I try to find a little something that makes life interesting. A good book, a wagging dog, a cool breeze, tea with a friend.
Here are my field notes about making, discovering, and enjoying a simple, slow, handmade life.
Thanks so much for visiting. I appreciate your spending time with me.
STITCHER, MAKER, DREAMER, BOOK REVIEWS summer 2016