I was in a funk this morning. I had not slept well, was up way too early. I tried to get on line in the wee hours of the morning for my morning yoga but it wasn't working. I was over sensitive and weepy but I tried to hang in there. I planned an outing with Mo to the library followed by a picnic in the park. She made a friend and was off playing while knit on my "luck of the Irish" mitts aka fetching
This was ok but then I started playing with the rocks that had been kicked out of the play area.
This was so much fun to make. I also had a flower and a vine-y design. I was pretty pleased and felt so grounded and happy. The story has the best ending when two kids from the neighborhood school were swinging they said something about how I must know a lot about art and how it was really great art. I left happy and light hoping more people would make the world a little prettier :)
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