I've been packing. Yeah, I know...I've been packing since December, what's new? But we're down to the actual moving part, so it's packing in earnest. Everything, even the paint. You know she's serious when she packs up the craft paint.
Not the house paint, though. We close Monday on our new house. I'll paint (more!) walls for a few days, then we'll move that Friday. So there won't be time next week to pack...it's gotta get done now.
The work began this morning in my studio. As I scooped up all the brushes on my work table--great fistfuls of brushes!--I was struck by two things.
One, how marvelous they look all fanned out like that.
Two, how lucky I am to have so many.
I looked around...cones of extra thread on the window, plastic drawers chock full of supplies and materials.
The abundance of working materials is not something I take for granted, or at least I didn't think so until today. So today I am consciously grateful for such a bounty. When I unpack in the new studio, finding places for paint and fabric and wood and clay...I will do my best to honor this bounty and make the very best of it. I will include in my prayer of gratitude a thanks for the time, focus, and space in which to create.