caught between snowballs and swimsuits

Looking at spring trends while cuddled in the throws of a winter snowstorm has never been comforting... it inspires yet another new goal and not related to New Years resolutions because who are we kidding?  When does winter weather inspire anything but hibernation sprinkled with a few brave days of venturing out when you have to or are inspired to?  Does moderation come easier when you live in a climate that is consistently moderate?

dusting off...

I would love to own this painting by my friend Maureen Shields. I just came across it as she was having a sale on her Etsy site. I realized that I have had dreams about this painting and have a half realized drawing of it in one of my old journals from when I lived in Chicago. I post it today not only because I love the story of the Princess and the Pea, but it sort of describes how I have been feeling this winter...although I am identifying a little more with the pea than the princess.

I've neglected this page after a few looming technical difficulties and the passing of important birthdays and wintery holidays. I also get easily overwhelmed with the million of ideas I want to a. communicate, b. execute and c. document. I let the old fashioned "overwhelmed" fairy take over and let the duvets of ideas pile up over me while literally nestling with my baby under every blanket in the house.

I see the triumph in the princess and look to her for inspiration. Bird by Bird, I will peel back the layers of inspirational detritus and trust that they will form themselves into some kind of tangible matter, even if it's a new quilt, fait main, to add to our collection.