Hello sweet friends, I'm writing to you from a Saturday afternoon in mid-January, where the light is ever so perceptibly beginning to return. I noticed it two days ago. Morning light came a little sooner and evening arrived a little later. The thin snow melted and something stirred inside me--like a seed roused beneath the soil…
focused creativity
Who has recovered from the holidays? My tree is still up, for today. New pink roses and ranunculus in a vase soften the shadow of what is now Christmas past as they filter January's light. My word for the year is actually two words, which seems fitting considering it is a mystical "11" year (2+0+1+8=11) and of course, one plus one is two. The words I chose are creative focus...