Life can feel like a never ending cycle of doom (politics), gloom (state of the world) and general malaise (getting older, things not working like they used to).
But there is so much to celebrate! I try to honour the real messy joy of life on here. Taking it all one small bite at a time. Oh, and I rarely take things seriously.
Warning: blog contains ramblings of an unspecific nature, cats, allotments and books.
I donned my painty top this week, to paint more shelves at work. Amongst the ubiquitous white spatters, there are flashes of yellow, pink, green and even a smudge of teal blue. I can track my house moves and life changes on this fabric.