This was my weekend view.
There was nothing I needed to do all weekend except watch the snow fall and rest.
Being able to do that in a place that’s almost in the middle of nowhere and always quiet is something for which I am truly grateful.
This was my weekend view.
There was nothing I needed to do all weekend except watch the snow fall and rest.
Being able to do that in a place that’s almost in the middle of nowhere and always quiet is something for which I am truly grateful.
Sometimes I’m lucky enough to spend time in the middle of nature doing one of my favourite things.
I love drawing lines. I’ve shared many posts where I talk about the meditative quality of opening a clean page in my sketchbook and simply drawing lines. I can get lost for hours as I fill a page with line drawings and doodles.
Because of my illness, for the last six years I’ve spent most of my time indoors, even during beautiful summer days. Some days, it’s hard to move around to do the most basic tasks, when you’re in pain. ALL. THE. TIME. However, so far this summer, I’ve had the chance to spend time away from home and outside enjoying sunshine and fresh air; and I am beyond grateful for the opportunities to do this.