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Year Two, Day 349: "Like Watercolor"

I started this morning on the right foot!  I actually got out of bed in time to take a brisk 3/4 mile walk up to the gas station for my $1.09 cup of coffee.  Beats Starbucks!  I bought one of their travel mugs last week, so each time I fill it - $1.09!

Alas, I missed the bus coming back home...so I walked another 3/4 mile home! Had just enough time to inhale a bit of coffee, brush my teeth and make my bed.

Then I walked a whole 2 minutes to my church office job.

Where my computer is trying to kill me!

But today I conquered. The issue is in the margins.  When I send documents to the pastor, it messes up the margins! This week it was on the calendar that goes in the newsletter.

But I sucked down that coffee, and I think I conquered the computer.

That walk really lifted my spirits. I think and pray when I walk. And sometimes solutions to my dilemmas pop up.

One thing that occurred to me yesterday when I was talking to my friend from choir practice (the one who is usually very upbeat, but was feeling beat down from the rain), is that I need something new in my life.  I told him so. And before I knew what I was going to say, the words "I want to paint!" came tumbling out.

He looked at me a minute. "Like houses?", he said.

"No. Like watercolor", said I.

And I do! I was thinking this morning on my walk about what I would paint. And it came to me: Trees!

I love trees.  I used to draw trees when I was young. I have a bit of artistic ability. I used to draw quite a bit as a child.  Trees, people, animals, landscapes and cartoon characters.

So last night, while I knitted a few rows on my grandbaby-to-be's blanket, I watched a few youtube videos on beginning watercolor. I am hooked!

I am ordering some supplies from Amazon.com right after I blog!

Most inspired am I!

I really do have a bit of a Gypsy spirit, as people have mentioned to me.  Restless, rootless and thriving on change. I thought I had grown out of it, but I do thrive on change. And perhaps that is what my blues was about?

Live and learn. Live and learn.

On that note, Happy Wednesday!

Talk to you tomorrow.

Love,

Zita




P.S. Today I am focusing on the spirit of kindness.  That one I never tire of!

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