snow is fluttering, very lightly, over here
most of the garden is still green and mud brown
wind blowing from the north east
cold and noisy
the studio is a sanctuary
where needle & thread, paintbrush and paper, gifts from friends
offer the hands a way out of overthinking mind
and the heart solace
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have been to stay with my parents and am determined to spend more time (or as much is possible) with people I care about, how often have I said this to self and how often do I stray from the path.....
anyway, Spring is in the air and as long as the sun keeps on shining I look forward to this new year!