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.