On this hot summer day, I head to my haven…my Storybook Studio
and the fading hues of the hydrangeas woo me...
I am comfortable in my "pinafore of soft white cotton…. pockets made from eyelet doilies…"
I swish the paints and find the palest shade of that heavenly hue,
the palette inspired by that fading bloom…
and I marvel that I am satisfied to paint that most graceful pose
and those slippered feet…
for I was not created to leap and dance as a Sugar Plum Fairy,
but to tell the story... to encourage... to inspire…
and as the sun sets on my days in my little Storybook Studio…
I lay my head down at night, and thank God that he has given each of us
a task…a talent…
So we keep growing...climbing…and stretching…
always.
Blessings, friends.