I have fibromyalgia. Not complaining, but I have to say, it shows up at the most inopportune of times. This weekend I had to cancel attending an event,
Kim Caldwell's An Enchanted Affaire.
Extrememly disappointed, I rested, laid low and finally this morning, felt up to leaving the house.
Only one place to go--my "Artist's Respite".
Where Nature's beauty recharges my soul.
I feel like I am miles away from the city --yet I'm moments from my home.
There's wooded alcoves...
on today's walk I encounter this bunny, a blue bird and a squirrel
all within a five minute time frame.
The summer cactus blooms
I arrive home to discover hubby has set up my favorite place to rest--
I gaze up at the tree canopy,
Feeling much better, creatively recharged, and physically restored.