i always come back from a trip to see my home with new eyes. i work in my home so i think i become, to a certain extent, myopic and oblivious to my surroundings. this time i was shocked to see the excessive amout of "stuff" i surround myself with. and i find it overwhelming. yesterday i spent the day reorganizing and decluttering. my studio is now ready to open to the public for the season. my garden has taken on it's own life. when i left 2 weeks ago it was new and full of promise and ready to burst. it has. and it's wild and rampant with colour and no longer in my hands.
i can mow the lawn and trim the edges, but mostly i have to stand back and listen to it's conversation...
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