I sit in front of the computer sometimes and stare at the blank compose page. I think hmmm what do I have to write about today? Did I take any photos recently, at least ones of any significance or beauty to showcase? Ummm, do I have art I want to share right now? Do I have a funny or poignant or profound anecdote or story to tell? It really can be a bit disconcerting to be filled with blogging writer’s block. I’ve talked ad nauseam about my studio which was a primary focus of late.(thank you for your lovely comments) It's not that nothing is going on in my life it's just I’ve been so wrapped up in to-do lists for many other things and ideas forming for home and art and getting the rest of my house organized, its left little time for a blogging tome. I know some of you know how that goes.
We are now looking towards our back yard and planning for it to finally, after more years than I care to say, to get a facelift and finally be called a back 'garden'….. there are estimates to be had and right now there is orange spray paint marking out where I envision the hard surfaces to be. I look out that window and imagine there is no expanse of dried weeds and dirt and old pea gravel and nary a flower to be found or an old patch of grass with only a few blades left. I don’t see the myriad items we’ve collected to incorporate in a garden now covered in spider webs and dust just waiting to be utilized. I don’t see myself walking out there just to go to the garage. I don’t see the mud that forms in areas when it rains. Instead I get up every morning and look out the kitchen window now and envision what it will be like to see a large expanse of patio and containers with flowers everywhere
and comfortable seating and a better place for the BBQ and a lovely bit of new green sod and a “gazebo”
over one area of the patio where I can make it a bit bohemian. (won't be this one exactly but you get the idea -we used to have one years ago but it was a different kind) I can see the things we’ve collected like an old train baggage cart, flat and ready to hold flower pots instead of the days it held suitcases and right now just forlorn behind something else out there. I can see us finally using the bird bath BohoHandyMan made in our sculpture class what 2 yrs ago and the winking queen’s head I made ready for a gazing ball in her crown. Fairy things and statues and altars and who know what else. Or the ‘remember’ stone my sister in law sent me after my Mom and brother passed away, a place for it maybe by a new rose bush planted in their honor. I can’t take photos of what my mind’s eye sees and no one wants to see what it presently looks like anyway (the yard not my mind, unless it’s a “before” photo later on) so you just have to imagine too at this point. We are truly excited for it to be not TOO contrived and a whole lot bohemian and whimsical, we both are!
So I have nothing to offer you should you stop by this blog…..right now anyway. I know not many do these days (stop by I mean), and I get that because my posts are infrequent and I’ve been loathsomely bad about commenting on others. I know how that works. What I do know is that life sometimes redirects us and takes our attention and our time and all our efforts hither and yon….and blogging usually comes in down the list. I love blogging and I love the connections I've made and will continue to make but right now, this day, this week ……I am putting everything else on my plate FIRST. It’s definitely not going to stop me from reading what you’re up to, often times it’s late at night. Just know as days go by without me updating my blog it’s only because we are working on our home and garden...and tranquility and organization makes for a freer mind for everything else.
Until we meet again, which won't be TOO long, I wish you all joyful days of garden delights, blue skies and happy hearts. I hope you'll come back, I truly hope you'll come back.
