I used to be snow white, but i drifted.
- Mae West
That quote always cracks me up.
i love it.
And speaking of snow white and drifting...
a few of the beautiful snow drifts the day after the storm.
When i was younger, i used to imagine what it would be like
if snow was purple or orange or green instead of white.
My teenaged son, who jumped off the porch
into the white powder
and sunk straight in. :-)
Winter can be harsh sometimes
getting cabin fever when it's -30
and we feel trapped inside.
There's always a point during the winter season
where i start to miss the warmth of the sun.
I was raised in a Canadian climate,
so snow and cold are just part of the deal
during the winter months.
But sometimes, it just seems to take more
to get me going.
These days, i sit at the kitchen table in the morning,
to get some serious writing done.
There's much more sunlight there,
it feels warmer,
and i'm away from the computer
which is always good now and then.
The hour i spent this morning
at the kitchen table - writing and drawing,
was worth more to me
than a day of therapy.
Most of us have everything we need inside,
to make ourselves better.
We just need to DO IT.
This is an oil pastel drawing i did
that i may use with one of my little stories
about a Holocaust survivor.
I may need to make a few adjustments to it...
Wishing you all a wonderful week ahead.
Thank you all for being here.
Love and lollipops.