Thursday, 7 April 2011

New Home

Nothing has been made.  Lots of things are in flux, none more than my escape to a new home. 

Once myself and the children are in our new home I am sure that my creativity will be able to speak again, and not be silenced by concern, worry, fear or trepidation and will blossom due to happiness.

The garden has real blue-bells. The protected kind.  And my friend tells me that I have a peony growing in one of the beds......

1 comment:

  1. I should add after re-reading this that I and the children are not in any danger - I just hate change, and am fearful of the future but becoming more and more resilient by the day. xx


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