It is Wednesday morning.
It is on the verge of raining. I have been hiding in my garden for days now, but it is time to come in and just let nature do its thing for a few days before the crazy compost mulching process starts up next week.
Which reminds me- I need to order mulch.
I figure a rainy day stuck inside is good for listening to the blues, immersing myself in housework and catching up on a little blogging. I have nothing of real importance to share, so I'll just drop a few words and pictures showing what I have been up to these days.
I finished a drawing this week, another ink and water color. As I was working, I thought repeatedly of three things: [1] a vision I had during a William Chapman Nyaho concert. Listening to the piano, I imagined lying in grass and melting up into an ever darkening sky full of bright stars. [2] The fascination I feel at how much of our bodies are really made of water,and what that means in regards to our connections to the earth and its rivers, streams, oceans, and seas. And, [3] the line from the classic children's book Where the Wild Things Are, "and the walls became the world all around."
I have also been taking another ceramics class. I like what I have done, but I admit my heart has not been in it this go round. I think I am ready to just work in my garden.
Maybe I should try bringing clay out side to work some?
I did make a couple of new pieces to match my growing art supply/desk accesory set.
I really like having these to store my brushes, pens, inks and other accessories. Maybe some day i will even get a real drawing desk to put them on. For now, foam board and an easy chair is working pretty well.
Speaking of my garden, The Irises are still blooming, and the ones I have near Azaleas are finally catching up to the others.
And my clematis is exploding! Tis true what a friend told me once about establishing plants in your garden: The first year they weep, the second year they creep, and the third year they leap. Did I say that here once? I may be repeating myself. I tend to do that.
It took me two years to even get a bloom on this plant, and this year I couldn't count them all. Well, I could - but I wouldn't.
I also bought a new to me flower this year to put in pots around my garden - Viola.
I only bought one, but may go back and see if they have a few more. I can't keep my eyes away from them.
All that said, while my garden is flourishing and I am spinning myself out making art that I love- I am afraid I am having a hard time keeping up with other areas of my life.
I haven't done a garden journal entry with the kids in awhile, but we did throw this one together from a project the little man did at school last week. It has inspired me to hold onto all the seed packets we bought and planted this year.
Umm, what else?
I have been trying my hardest to start working out again. I kept at it for a long while into Winter this year but somehow lost it in early [rainy] Spring. I am inspired to somehow revive the Mile Project or at least start posting about running a mile in my own shoes again.
The other big thing I have been up to is going back to work. I made my first post baby foray into work this last Spring, and it went very well. I designed and taught a toddler art music class called Jazz Babies at the local Art Museum I speak of so often. Since that went so well, I am going to be helping them develop new ideas for their early childhood programs, starting with Earth Babies this summer.
In the fall, I am probably going to be teaching an after school art class there as well. AND in addition to that, I have applied for a job called "Homelessness Liaison" at our local school district. I hope I get it! I think this combo could make me very happy career wise: Art, Music, Family Education, and Homelessness. A few of my passions all rolled up together.
I guess this means I need to get back to cleaning and organizing my home office.
I am excited to be back in the workforce, but wonder a little what is going to have to give as I bring so many new things into our lives.
Just wish me luck in trying to make sure it isn't the family that suffers too much while I continue following my own bliss.
Speaking of bliss and family, I spent my mother's day weekend taking an art class with my mom and my 12 year old. My husband and my three year old brought us lunch and hung out for awhile. How blessed am I?
And there were turtles too.
Okay, good lord.
Am I rambling prcrastinator or what?
The longer I blog, the longer I can put off housework, but the less time I have to finish things up and maybe- I don't know- actually WORK before I pick the boy up from preschool.
And so, with those words, I must wrap up these random ramblings and buckle down. I hope I can stop my mind from wandering back to the garden and just clean this desk already! and sweep the floors, and do a load of laundry, answer emails, start typing up Earth Babies, get ready for movie night at church, get lunch ready and figure out what the little man and I will do during a stormy afternoon . . . .
Sigh. But it is a very nice garden.
(and you know what, I am not even rereading this long winded thing to check for typos and misspellings. If you read this all ... well.. thank you. now maybe you should clean something too you fellow procrastinator you!)
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