Watercolor

June is my favorite month. I missed posting in June and the month looked vastly different than other years. Still it was a beautiful month. I got into watercolors, had lots of table time and still more sleep time. I left the house mostly to visit doctors and trees... I'm still recovering from Covid-19. It's slow and lonely, frustrating and filling. We finished a huge virtual theater project that I'm very proud of. Pre-Linnea would have been at many protests this month. They would have shouted more. Current-me is listening and trying to maintain calm though I weep and grieve around the violence of white supremacy and all our brokenness. I also see hope and potential to rebuild. I always do.
June is my favorite month. I missed posting in June and the month looked vastly different than other years. Still it was a beautiful month. I got into watercolors, had lots of table time and still more sleep time. I left the house mostly to visit doctors and trees… I’m still recovering from Covid-19. It’s slow and lonely, frustrating and filling. We finished a huge virtual theater project that I’m very proud of. Pre-Linnea would have been at many protests this month. They would have shouted more. Current-me is listening and trying to maintain calm though I weep and grieve around the violence of white supremacy and all our brokenness. I also see hope and potential to rebuild. I always do.

May in Review

This was the blur called May. I'm curating pictures, trying to conjure memories from the time I mostly slept through, it seems. Snail mail + book drops  tea time + learning to read  sitting in the window, laying in bed  recording vitals + learning to rest and you my love both distant + right here with me
This was the blur called May. I’m curating pictures, trying to conjure memories from the time I mostly slept through, it seems. Snail mail + book drops tea time + learning to read sitting in the window, laying in bed recording vitals + learning to rest and you my love both distant + right here with me