Life is a study in patience. Don’t you think?
I continue to learn patience and balance when it comes to my arms and their never ending attempt to control my life. This week I concede, sit back, knit and sketch as I wait for said appendages to say, “We’re done. Go back to whatever it is that you do to put us in such pain.” And so it begins again.
If you’ve joined me on Instagram, you may have accused me of…
Vanity. Not really. Although I do feel like a doodling seventh grader as I write my name with as many variations as possible – an exercise suggested in this fantastic book (which will be used as a guidebook for many years to come).
If you do follow me, prepare yourself for more exercises in vanity. And patience. But mostly vanity. 🙂