There has been a big change in the rhythm of my life.
Work has shifted into the busyness that summer brings with staff and visitors
Home's rhythm has changed to include the busyness of the daughters returned from their winter at school
Forest fire season has begun, which changes the rhythm of the times I spend with the fire fighting hubby.
I hope that I am beginning to find the rhythm of the season
in order that I find some time to create.
For create I must, or else I am not the whole that I am meant to be.
The whole that keeps me happy.
I found some time to paint this week.
And I will continue to work towards
coming into a comfortable rhythm.