It has been almost a year since I have been here - I know, I know. Is there even anyone out there? I feel like I am at the entrance of a cave yelling 'Hello!' and afraid that I will only hear back the echo. But life gets in the way of blogging about my art. Maybe I can give it one more try, just one more try at keeping up with this art/life online journal that only ever gets to contain bits and pieces of what I love to do.
I hope if anyone is reading this you have a chance to slow down and think about what is really important. I know that I will be trying. Again.
A little bit of ice on freshly sprung leaves,
Bird baths and feeders solidly covered,
Means maybe a little bit of time to slow down and make something pretty.
"We are always getting ready to live but never living."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson