Despite my fatigue I will probably go out in the garden
tonight and pick some nasturtiums. They are suddenly
stepping out and asking for attention. And they are
The power went out for a few minutes today, which
seemed like a fitting metaphor for how I was feeling. But
when it came back on I went back to painting, and felt
renewed. Plus the painting is slowly coming together. So
I can probably show it to you in a few days.
Here's a nasturtium painting that captures the joy I
feel seeing them. And you have to pick them, so they'll
produce more. A true gift. Thank you magical flowers.
Have a loving your life day.