Whatever happened to November? December's nearly here, and when I am able to dip into the creative online world, it seems full of excited glitzy planning ... In what can feel like chaotic instability out there in the world, and constant unpredictability here at home as we try to find a way forward with Dad's dementia, the wide-angled lens of creative goals for next year and scrapbooking projects for January or beyond feels dizzying. I need the small, the totally do-able, a one-step-at-a-time kind of focus ...
I'm drawn to the old, to things that might be shabby but which have endured despite everything. To simple uncomplicated moments, like collecting the windfalls on our side of the fence. To escapes, however brief, into the consolation of natural world. To things which are warm, comforting. You'll see that my December Days is a traveller's notebook size - that's as good as it's going to get this year :). Missing the camaderie, but hoping to keep in touch with you all through perhaps shorter posts, with warmest regards, Alexa.