The ability to create is a beautiful gift. I don't take it for granted. There is a an unceasing delight in crafting something with my hands. Getting paint under my nails. Sewing a quirky stitch. Molding a lump of clay.
My husband thought I'd be sick of creating after the frenzy of this week.
My mind and heart still flutter with ideas.
It's like oxygen to me...
...I love what I do!