That Nagging Struggle

Over and over again I face this struggle of not having time to do everything I want to do. I am facing it again today. I'm not talking about the daily grind of work/laundry/grocery/etc., those commitments that we all have to do. The things I feel I don't have time to do are things I want to do to fuel my creativity. I want to take my camera and dance along the edge of seeing things a different way. I want to put my hands on all the fabulous colors and textures of papers and fabrics and create something phenomenal. Maybe I need to try harder to find the joy in doing the daily grind and look closer to try and find something that I must be overlooking. Am I being selfish?

There is nothing like it.

At my house a clothesline is essential. We use it year round. If it's not raining or snowing there is usually something hanging on the line. After all, nothing feels as good on clean, fresh showered skin or smells as good as sheets and towels that have danced in the breeze and been kissed by the sun.

WTH?????

The photos above are a few of the interesting things we have seen on the motorcycle rides over the last few years. It just leaves one wondering "WTH???"

Standing in the doorway...

Finally, I have straightened up my scraproom. I love standing in the doorway and feeling it draw me in. This is my retreat, a peaceful place that is part of me. There are no secrets here. I create something honest and exactly how I feel. It might not be what anyone else would want a scraproom to be, but it feels good to me. I sit down to create, put my beach playlist on my iPod and I am taken away to contentment.

Renewal

I'm thankful for spring this year. I finally feel renewal. After being numb for so long, I feel a wonderful sense of starting again. It feels like waking up. It's sort of like the feeling of traveling all night and still being on the road when the sun comes up. Yes, that's it! I feel like the sun is coming up. Things seem new and fresh. I want this excitement to stay.

Man, I am so behind in posting!

Just been way too busy lately. Will try to post tonight.

I really miss the cove. I'm glad they are making huge improvements on the roads. Heaven knows they certainly need improving. What a great job that would be-working in there with it completely closed to the public. Imagine what you would see.

More Stash! (it gives me heart palpitations just thinking about it).

What a great time I had yesterday with my PEEPS. We took a road trip to Scrappin in the City and Scrapbooks & More. It was a beautiful day, and I love shopping at these two stores. Seeing all that new product just blew me away! Being surrounded with so much color, beautiful patterned paper and new products inspired me. I love to see other scrappers work displayed. It was refreshing to see so many new lines since I've been in a "new product drought". Also refreshing was being around other people shopping that were as excited as I was. Wow! I sure miss having a local store that has that feel.

Last night, as I lay my head down to sleep, I realized again how much my PEEPS mean to me. Yes, we have a great time together, but there is a strong bond. These women are true friends. They were there for me when Dad passed. What would I have done without Vicki at the funeral home? She is the queen of organizing. At the burial service I looked over and Brenda and Ida Jayne were there. There is nothing we wouldn't do for each other. It's wonderful to know you are so loved. There's not much more important in this life than loving and knowing you are loved. I am so much more blessed than I deserve.

Here's one of my favorite 2 page layouts featuring my sweetie-pea, Anna Banana. She had been swimming down at the pond. This is from September. I just found this layout in a stack of pages I haven't put in her book yet. She's my buddy.

It's a sad day...unless you're a rabbit. Wayne loaded up the dogs and finished out the season. I'm anxious to find out how well they did. Hopefully, it was a good day. The sun has come out on the tail-end of the afternoon and the wind has died down. I hate to see rabbit season end. More than that I hate to see the weekend drawing to a close.

Is it ever going to be time to ride the motorcycle again? I sure miss our riding buddies, Mark and Helen. The best way to describe our friendship is comfortable. We all "get" each other. If you want to stop somewhere - just say so. You can say or do anything you want. We have no desire to find other people to ride with. (That's Wayne in the middle. Of course, I'm behind the camera). I'm thankful for Mark and Helen. We haven't been able to get together this winter due to some things out of our control. I never thought of it before, but if Wayne has to be busy with other commitments I'm glad it's this time of year. Maybe things won't be so crazy when it warms up and it's time to grab my iPod, my camera and my helmet.