Some of Heike's lovely soft pinks.
The roses were a surprise from K. I was going to crop the chaos of my table out, but it is how it is. Clearing a spot on it would have taken until tomorrow.
Scattered around on the table are these little painted swashes of color. Every so often, one is unearthed and turned into a gem. It's relaxing, and it's silly how much I enjoy making them.
Lest you think this group of photos give you a true picture of my life...
There was a virtual therapy session the other day. One that went fifteen minutes overtime, as she tried to get through to me, as I shook my head "NO," saying "That's NOT going to happen," and realizing that I was stabbing a notebook with scissors. It ended with her asking me to at least try to imagine it.
A peaceful pretty stitching in progress. All of these-stitching, painting jewels, soft petals... I think that they are a way of imagining it.
