By This morning I saw a photo of a shoreline at dawn. A lake. A sunrise. Twigs. Grasses. Mountains.
I have spent the last two weeks making Christmas presents, sewing mostly, but also baking fruit cakes (brandied and bourboned), and shopping for this or that. Today I have more sewing scheduled, and a few “must do” things.
The fact is, while I love sewing, I love other things as well. I have done little if any drawing or painting.
Why do we get caught up in the “must do” so easily, so easily that the simple pleasure of an hour spent with paper, pen, and ink becomes something of a crime, one so self-indulgent that our Puritan ancestors shake their fingers at us? Pleasure? Nay!
But, I gave in! I’m happier for it!
Journey by Paper 