Be your Creative Self
Good morning everyone! I have new things to share, and a story.
I’ve always associated this time of year with going back to school – first as a student, then a teacher. And I’ve always associated back to school with fresh new supplies: crisp stacks of notecards, highlighters in my favorite shade of teal, and a brand new planner.
[Read more…] about Plans and DreamsI’ve written about this elsewhere, but I’m going to write about it here too. Because, hey – some things are just too fun to keep to yourself.
Earlier this year, Alan and I bought a covered wagon. The plan was to turn it into a tiny house where people could stay.
(Just kidding – there was no plan. It was just too cool to pass up.)
[Read more…] about A Covered Wagon UpdateIt’s officially August, that hot dog-breath of a month that tests our endurance and our sweat glands. (Mine are most definitely working.) It’s also the season when I do a bit of reflection. Am I making progress on what I’d hoped to accomplish? Does my daily work align with my larger goals?
[Read more…] about The Best Laid PlansWell folks, I’ve completed yet another journey around the big fireball in the sky. My years officially end in a zero. The number feels arbitrary, but oddly celebrated. Perhaps overly celebrated? It’s somewhere between Sweetest Day (what is that, anyway?) and Boss’s Day (really..??).
[Read more…] about Many More ZerosI usually use Highlight Reals to highlight the more mundane things in life as a reminder to stay grounded. Today’s Highlight Real feels a little bigger.
We’ve been making a lot of life changes recently.
[Read more…] about Highlight Real V: Little Farm On The PrairieThe barn swallows built a nest above my studio door. They usually build one somewhere along the roofline, but often on the back side where I can’t so easily see it.
For weeks I heard them working as I worked, chittering to each other as they took turns resting on the curved stem of a steel lamp. I’d catch glimpses of them after a morning rain scooping up mouthfuls of mud to do their chinking. One day, once the nest was complete, I saw the boy pick up a down feather recently preened from one of our ducks and give it to the girl to line the nest: Hi honey; I brought you a comforter.
[Read more…] about Just Imagine
