ball point pen and watercolor on paper
I've had two really bumpy weeks and a big bumpy weekend, full of angst and disappointment. I am, however, painting feathers, which mean something. If anything, they can remind me to be especially gentle. This is such a tough time of year for me, living in the midwest towards the bitter ends (so far, there have been several)
I ask that spring bring more clarity, delight, inspiration and abundance in ways that I never thought possible. I look forward to experiencing this shift.