There was no printing, but lots of family. And that made for a great two-month vacation….
Words. I must have become a printer because I love seeing words in front of me. Cards, prints, even these small letterpress printed cards that now stand in wooden holders.
I’m about to start a new eating plan, something I’ve done, oh, maybe a thousand times during my life! But seriously, who knows, right? So I’m working on becoming a vegetarian/vegan (haven’t decided which one yet). I’m going to need lots of help, so today I’m working on some signs I can put around the kitchen to inspire and motivate me:
“The food you eat can be either the safest and most powerful form of medicine or the slowest form of poison.” -Ann Wigmore
“Came from a plant, eat it; was made in a plant, don’t.” -Michael Pollan
Let’s see how this goes….
I know. It’s a movie. One that everyone has seen a gazillion times.
But the movie lifts my heart and has mended broken places. So I end this year thinking of love- of my children and their families, of my mother who misses my father desperately, of my husband who loves me from the core of his being, of my friends who support and share in the joy of creating, of people who have changed my thinking through their writing and speaking, of the ocean that calms me, and of self-knowledge, which has reassured me that life offers healing and forgiveness if we are willing to take it.
Here’s to 2017. May we love more.
I’ve been somewhat distracted lately. I spent time at a fabulous retreat in Asheville, NC (Life is a Verb Camp), and came home to adopt a 9-month old puppy with special needs. She has taken much of my time lately. And when I’m not with her, I’m printing.
If you are local, I’ll be at the Sunken Well Tavern (corner of Hanover and Littlepage) Tinsel Town Market this Thursday (Dec. 8) from 6-9 with cards and prints. It should be a festive evening!
In the meantime, remember to slow down, enjoy each day, and give someone a hug.
If you follow me on Instagram, you know I’ve spent a little more than two weeks in my favorite place: Rhode Island. I’ve been going since I was a baby, and that’s a damn long time.
We drifted on the salt pond, swam in the ocean, read on the back porch, and played with kids and grandkids. Plus I explored my grandfather’s scrapbook and found some cool memories!
Now I’m back and on the press. I really missed it, which tells me something. I am in my happy place here, too.