I always carry a sketchbook. If you think more than not, I'd suggest attempting to let your thoughts run free across the old-fashioned page. Having a portable sacred space to figure (draw) out, fashion a-muse and shape ideas with ink - all in complete liberation from slavery to the power cord - is one of life's most creative freedoms. Without a doubt, I will doodle until death do us part. ALLOW YOUR iDEAS TO TAKE PHYSiCAL SHAPE.
Few moms could be more RADiANT, ViRTUOUS and FUN than my inside-out glowing one. Thank you to our MAKER for making her. I extend today's celebration to hot - of all temperatures - mamas. May the sunrise treat you to an invigorating run through the woods, a brunch mimosa or two, or better yet...both. *Run. *Crackle. Crackle. *Heavy Breathing. *Clink. Clink. *Laughter. *Jazz. *Clink. Clink.
