Things are wiggly and fuzzy and muddled in my head. Life is full. Beauty-full. But also full and jam-packed. Busy. Yes yes. Busy. But I'm preferring to think of it as "full".
I'm settling into the whimsy and fleeting moments of my days. The brief passing of light. The thoughts flitting and fleeing from my grasp.
Sometimes it's best to let go. To allow what comes and goes to happen on it's own. To not force things too much.
Tomorrow I am going to spend just a short but oh so wonderful time with my sister, Leah. We will talk whimsy, but we will hold fabric in our hands and make real stitches. Working towards ideas we have rambled and wished on for these past months. Ideas coming from whimsy into reality. Hopefully we will have something to share soon. Until then, we promise to share on our instagram pages.
Thank you to those of you still visiting here, in the hope that I will find more time to be here and share more with you. My sister went on holiday to a different country, and came back and told me I still hadn't updated this little page here. MMMMmmmmm - the quieter my blog the noisier my life; I have discovered.