I just got back from my long morning walk with Clara. It feels good. To be out in the winter mornings. To notice the changing landscape.
Read MoreI stumbled into my shoes, pulling on my hat and coat before rushing two wagging dogs out the door.
I was still wearing my nightshirt.
I wasn’t wearing any socks.
I hadn’t even put on my glasses.
Read MoreThis year I’ve gone to more vet appointments than I can count. I guess I could count them, flip back through calendar pages and tally up appointments for tests and surgery and treatments and more tests.
Read MoreI struggled all week with what to write to my Joy Letter subscribers, as I usually send my notes at the beginning of the month.
I’ve also been struggling with what to write to you, dear blog reader.
Read MoreBack in January I wrote a list of intentions for the year. First in my journal. Then in my sketchbook. And again on a separate piece of paper that I hung in my studio. The very first intention on the list: “Live a holistically creative life”.
Read MoreThe other day my cousin Sarah* shared a post on Instagram which was a part of a longer piece she shared on her blog. In it she wrote “stepping out of the box I decided I was going to do something to treat me.” Although her words were about the importance of doing something for yourself, what kept running through my head was idea of stepping out of the box.
Read MoreSo far my Growing Inspiration posts have been about flowers. Of course I love flowers. I love growing them and painting them. I love cutting them for the house and watching the butterflies and bees and hummingbirds visit them in the garden.
But one of my very favorite things about the garden is eating from it.
Read MoreI talk about JOY a lot. The word is up there in my logo. It write about JOY in my blog posts. I describe my paintings with the word and when you sign up for my newsletter I send you a set of Joy Lists as a thank you. On top of that, I call my newsletter a JOYLetter.
Read MoreAll week long I’ve been painting whirly birds.* That’s what I used to call maple seeds when I was young.
At this time of year when the seeds come helicoptering to the ground it’s hard not to feel a surge of childlike joy. I walk around with my eyes to the ground trying to find the most interesting ones.
Read MoreI’ve had a lot of thoughts swirling around in my head this week. I’m going to try untangling them here, though perhaps they might get messier in the process. I’d love for you to jump in with your thoughts, too.
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