It’s Saturday night. I’ve been painting since 2 today. Was so enthralled I forgot to eat. Believe me, that doesn’t happen a lot! Anyway, the brush is still flowing, and I’m looking at the clock knowing, I need to keep to a schedule. This is one of those nights I could paint until 2-4am. I know it.
Grateful that I have the abilities that I do. They keep me entertained. I have three major (once hobbies) that I do, and while I love each and every one of them, I know my life would be easier if I just chose one, and stuck to it. But that’s not me. Of course it isn’t! 🙂
I heard the weather in New England today called “Balmy”, twice. You don’t hear that too often either. It was in the 60’s. February, 60’s. I didn’t touch foot outside all day. Nor have I gone to look in my cellar at how much flooding is happening. I’m in a good mood, want to keep it!
Listening to music, and thinking about the times in my life that these songs were new, and what was happening then. Oh how I love music. I am confident I would be a miserable being if I didn’t have it in my life. It’s my muse.
Happy Saturday night! Hope you’re doing well, and if not… hold strong. I speak from experience, it’s always darkest before the dawn.
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