Not that there is anything wrong with brown and ecru and country red but my heart sings for turquoise, orange and lime green. Color wakes me up from the ordinary world of perfection that lies outside my window on a sunny day. I can't compete with Gods vision. I can't recreate the sound of the birds, the briskness of the air, or the snow glistening on the pavement. I can only march down the road of making my life more colorful. Of making my heart sing even if it is only to old Beatle songs.
I've realized in the past few months that the only thing we have any control over is our own selves. When we try to march to society's drum we get stuck in a parade of not our own making. So I've written a blog post and spent a few precious hours working on a vision and that will have to be enough for today. God Bless and keep stitching.