Saturday, Corwin and I went on a small hike with his Tiger Cub Scout den. It was cold, windy, and a lot of fun. Unfortunately, we forgot gloves, and I was also without a hat. After getting used to the temperature it was actually not too bad.
I ended up taking a fair number of pictures and will be uploading them soon.
For about five years now, I have been printing my own cards using a block print, which my husband encouraged me to learn. I enjoy giving something that comes from my heart. Our individuality is key in times when we are being told what to think and feel. I am in the thumbnail stage right now, a very emotional time. It’s all good, though; creation. We all have the power, whether we believe it or not. Just the act itself is an affirmation of our freedom to be who we want to be. I feel present as the best version of me, and in so feeling, only wish for the greatest peace and happiness for all. It’s been a tough year and am counting my blessings. It’s all about working, not straining.
Halloween is one of my favorite holidays, that I know of, and I am looking forward to trick-or-treating with my kids. I have decided to go as one of my aliens and once again experience the fun of other people’s reactions, although I will probably look more normal than doing it in July!
Art is my home, I discovered at an early age, and sometimes come pretty close to what I can only describe as a kind of oneness. I have a high degree of control over pen and pencil so when I switch to color and other media, I feel a bit lost. However, I have felt the depth that color can reach and I have a plan. Shoring up support, inspiration, and a persistence of vision, I feel open to what may come. In the meantime, I can’t wait til Friday!
My son had his first sleepover this past saturday. Being only in 1st grade enlists a variety of opinions on a parents decision to allow this. What made it so easy was that it was at our school counselors house, who probably knows my son better than me, in some ways. So I had an evening alone with my 8 year old daughter.
She is so different when they are apart. She didn’t say, but I know she missed him, though she thought she was only jealous of him.
It sometimes is difficult to acknowledge the existence of such strong feelings in our young ones, but the saving grace is that these feelings are balanced by other feelings that we, as parents, must help shine through. I also felt the absence of him, but that space was filled with pride, hope( that good manners went along with his teddybear) a wonderful comfort in his first flight away from the nest. This is an opportunity I never had as a child.