A knitting project almost completed.
A new doll. The figures I am painting have inspired me to translate them into cloth. I am making removable clothes for it.
An old print of forget-me-nots hanging on my daughter's bedroom wall. You can see her violet collection on the windowsill. My grandmother grew violets as a hobby. It makes me happy that Miriam enjoys keeping them too.
A niggly migraine hanging about my head for the past few days. Goodbye to it already.
It is a transformative experience to simply pause instead of immediately filling up the space. By waiting, we begin to connect with fundamental restlessness as well as fundamental spaciousness. (Pema Chodron When Things Fall Apart)