This morning I wandered into the kitchen to start the coffee. I glanced down and saw this flirtatious stack of linens resting on a chair. Left there yesterday after they were folded. Waiting to be noticed. I love the brightness, the bigness of these colors.
A different story unfolding in the visual journal. Scraps of this and that. A copy of a journal page from 2006. Here let me glue that down.
Here is where I will jot down those good old fashioned New Year's Resolutions. It's fun to read them back the following year and see what panned out and what didn't. Some things get written down year after year. Mostly the things that require more discipline than I can muster. I like getting another chance to start all over again each year. A chance to be better, do better, try harder.
On my way up north, massive storm cells gathered behind me and on both sides. Wind rollicked the car. Silvery sheets of rain beat down. It was terrible…and beautiful. I kept my eye on the horizon. And in the end drove through a rainbow at least a mile wide. One of those land-to-land kind. A perfect arc in the sky.
That's what pulling up to the New Year feels like to me. And THAT reminds me of one of my favorite lines from my favorite author I discovered this year. I've shared it before. I'm going to put it up there at the top under Words & Inspiration. My guiding mantra as I move deeper into winter, then spring.
Happy New Year from the cold, snowy Northeast. We are on the way to a few days on Cape Cod and you have inspired me to start a new art journal for 2009 and get back into the groove!
Blessings for the New Year!
I just love this blog, i love to look at it think it over and look again. I love the quotes you use and your own writing as well. A rainbow a mile wide is pretty damn good. Happy New Year and thanks again Mary
I feel 2008 has helped me grow big–er and I hope to continue this trend in 2009.
happy HAPPY to you!!
Thank you for bringing me another year of “the good stuff”. The quotation is perfect for you (and me). Popping off that old skin. Gathering in the simple treasures that surround us. Letting life sift pleasurably through our open fingers and hands. It’s more than enough; it’s a feast. xo
Okay, is it silly to cry? I think it’s silly. It may even be stilly.
That’s a great quote, but Wallace didn’t need me to tell him. He’s all full of himself, ain’t he?
Can you stand that band of colors? I got so sick of photographing those in Maui that I just kept photographing them. They never get old. This one is singularly beautiful because it crossed over your path. That tells you something, Dorothy.
Here’s to having the courage for visual journaling. It’s the grasp my reach may just exceed.
‘…can’t stand to be small’ that is perfect.
Do you keep the lovely linens out and visible?
(hoping that Typepad lets me post)
Love the linens. I love bright colors too. I just love color period. I couldn’t imagine life without color. Your journal pages are gorgeous, of course. 😀 Love the weather photos. Great capture.
Just wanted to tell you I love the music you play here. I went to itunes and downloaded Balmorhea. I love the music, so relaxing and inspiring. Thanks for the inspiration, all around.
What a perfect quote to start the New Year with…not to mention how appropo the storms and the rainbow are at this moment in time. How awesome!
I love your linens (I wish mine were 1/2 as pretty) and your journal page, too. No resolutions for me this year, only goals…I always break resolutions but goals, those I can strive for and never feel like a failure.
Peace & Love,
~Barb~