The Gift Of Time

I like birthdays.  I like the opportunity they present to reflect on the passing of time and to set intent for the next year.  A personal new year of sorts.

I also like to get myself a gift each year.  Something a little bit special.

I've been so busy since I finished work a few weeks ago.  I was thinking about it last week and I realised that the very best birthday present I could ask for would be time.  Time to paint, to dream, to write, to enjoy my own company and to just be.

So that's what I gave myself.  A week just for me.  Only a couple of things on the calendar and all of them things that don't require me to organise or do anything.  Things where I can just arrive and be.  Good things at that too.  The Northern Craft Bonanza, and High Tea at the Windsor.

Tomorrow, on my birthday, I'm following Louise's lead. You'll find me in my studio, listening to tunes, paint brush in hand, big smile on my face.  Pop in and say Hi.