Time Stood Still

Saturday, I took my journal, watercolor pencils, and a waterbrush to the courtyard of WAM. The weather was perfect, not too hot or too cold and sunny. At first, I thought what a shame no one was at the museum. No one in the courtyard. And then I was glad I had the space all to myself. I let go of the guilt of the time away. There were no phone calls.  No one fell. No decisions to be made about healthcare or medications. The dishes in the sink, the boxes creating snail trails through the hoarders heaven of the living room were still  there. But I didn't care. 


The image from Beltain had been stuck in my head waiting to be put down on paper. It was only a month or so ago, but seemed like ages. Sometimes, there are responsibilities one can't walk away from no matter how much one wants to. And on this day, this perfect Saturday, I had the luxury to escape into my head into the line, into the color.  My universe cooperated and time stood still for an hour and a half. 


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