This season I learned about hosting art openings during blizzards . I had two blizzard openings in three months. I’ve learned that next year I’ll put better snow tires on my vehicle. I’ve learned that podcasts, books on tape, library books, videos and old letters sent to my mother 40 years ago, are all good reading and listening while painting and plotting out new projects (I already knew this but it’s good to remember). While the snow piles up outside I’ve learned that I can sketch cartoons, throw out papers, and make yet another new soup recipe. Creativity abounds, if that’s what I choose to focus on (I do.) Life is finite!
Winter always gives me more lessons than I’ve signed up for.