Every once in a while life has a way of pulling you up short and making you pay attention to what is really important. So it has been with me lately. I guess it started about two weeks ago, a series of happenings that made me screech to a halt and think about what I'm doing and where I'm headed. It began when I lost my retail space in a charming antique store that is now closed. This event was followed by trouble with my blog, a diagnosis of Lupus (I didn't even really know what Lupus was) and most recently a death in the family.
This is the desk where I paint.
To the left - a dog leash; to the right - a cat bed;
up top is "Daphne," my bunny muse.