Whirlwind

Life is busy. Noticed the lack of entries? When I'm near a computer I'm usually doubled up panting for breath before running out again lately, and not posting. Have an idea for a bit of fiction floating around in my brain, prolly cause I've no time to write it down. Want to paint again. Think I'm needing a bunch of solitude lately, which means more no commotion than it does no people. First VanDusen class tomorrow. Going to pay for a bunch of their paid courses then. Anyone interested in grafting apple trees or bonsai, come with me? :)


Now, on to pottery. Must eat and shower in fifteen minutes. *poof*!

Home

You know, sometimes home is the only place in the world you want to be. It's that simple. Nothing else, who's there or whether it's warm or clean or full of food or pretty or anything, nothing else matters. It's just home, and that's what I need.

Ten hours till I leave again.