Losing a sister is harder than going thru medipause

There is no end to the grief and sadness. No advance warning if cying and sorrow.

Art Journal is keeping me sane (well almost)

I took a Susan Spellman class on art journaling. From the get go, I loved it. Her advice was "draw like you were in kindergarten. Fabulous advise. When I am journaling my mind is open to all and any ideas that fly around my mind. I purchased water color pens, notebook and  to France to cruise on a canal boat. Very relaxing. I was still very much grieving my sister Judy's passing. 

So, I stayed on the boat as she slowly glided down the canal. Slowly, a person could walk faster than this boat. I sat on the open front deck between the hot tub and the front door. There were tables and chairs there. I loved thee spot, the quiet, the waves, the skies, the frogs, the birds,,,I loved it. My mind was open to art colors, shapes, and my journal. What joy. What a gift Susan gave me. She gave me a door that opened my mind to joy, and took away  hours of sadness. 

She gave me peace.

Spring has sprung.

 

The flocks of birds are coming back all together.  Hummingbirds, Baltimore Oreos, Goldfinch, Phoebe, chickadees, titmice, pileated woodpecker, Great Egrets, and many more. We leave tomorrow night, to fly to France for a vacation.  Looking forward to great food, Almost forgot to mention the eclipse.

Summer Moves on

 It has been either very dry or very wet here this summer.