It's been a while, I know. But I've been wrapped up in creative creations, helping Pook to write, and those precious little dailinesses of life. Today, in the quiet of the morning, I've found time again. So, here I am.
Yesterday, I was able to visit a friend's farm. I needed some quietness in nature. We took the Pook into the woods, made lost of noise, and just basked in the bits of green. It was lovely, and much needed.
Lately, I've realized just how much time I spend worrying. Worrying about what others think. Worrying about the best decision to make... what color to paint the walls of my home... silly things that just seem to waste my time.
I've been burrying myself into crochetting projects, new placemats, and new touches to turn Pook's nature table into a celebration of spring. It's been lovely to create with material as of late, yet it's been used to fulfill an emptiness, sort of a spiritual nature within me.
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