the great north woods was logged over extensively
and farms were settled around here.
all changed now.
so there is a lot of "brush".
this stuff is jungle impenetrable
especially in summer bug season.
and it reflects the heavy confusion
inside my mind on days of planning and busy-ness
and some days, like yesterday, open up.
habu had a sale and i found
very fine paper thread
i haven't even opened these up to touch!
(yet)
and yesterday i had the very great pleasure
of having tea with my
dearest old friend
who is finding her deep self in watercolor.
miracles are good things.
Miracles WANT to happen.
ReplyDelete"Miracles are good things" - especially if you understand that they ARE miracles!
ReplyDeletemiracles bring joy and that too is a good thing.
ReplyDeletefaisal, valerie and henrietta, the miracle of art, watercolor, and mostly of friendship. 30+ years!
ReplyDeleteeveryday miracles (thanks Sarah McLaughlin) are what get us up in the morning, that and genuine friendship
ReplyDeletei'm grateful for new friends, like you, jean, too.
ReplyDelete'finding her deep self in watercolour'
ReplyDeletethat speaks...
sending you best wishes for a quiet season of all things that bring you pleasure!
S
ps a book from these writings?
indeed, we live from one miracle to the next.
ReplyDeletethe habu yarns are deeevine!
sophie, yes, it's exactly what she's doing, and happy hoidays there in the warm place!
ReplyDeleteneki, yes and YES.