Restless...

Like the dove, I'm ready to take flight into a season
soon here...
I want to say 'good morrow' to the light
and never close the door.

I am so ready for Spring...
The first thing on my agenda is to paint my bedroom white!
It's been yellow for 5 years now, though a soothing color of perpetual Spring,
I want it neutral...a place of pure, fresh harmony...
then to work on my upstairs studio(my closet)...
this is the room that harbors all of my fabrics and trimmings for the lampshades
that I rarely have time to work on...it's also the room that has become my closet.
These small, old farm homes don't have much storage, no closets, just the attic
and that is where all the clutter survives...and heartily, I must admit!
But my bedroom is in the front portion of the attic,
with a rustic old door that shelters from the noise of the 4-lane
to the rear of the house.

Yet I'm restless for the outdoors...
natural earth colors, harmony in Nature, I want to bring it all inside.
Open the windows and just breathe, with eyes closed, all that
I dreamed of in a long Winter's sleep.

I want to walk into the woodlands and surround myself with the leftovers,
the bits of Nature that shed beauty in all the shapes and textures...

I want to open the doors and let in the light,
turn off the furnace and rearrange and makeover and reuse what is there
to pull out another me that was at rest during a season of waiting...

Play on the porches of my desires, a woodland sprite, I am
always drawn to these places of sanctuary...
seeking the beauty of the natural in textures and tones,
reflections of harmony in my little world,
I flee to the other world of summer and wallow in all that beauty to behold...

and weave my world around it and create beauty
in one form or another...you must open your eyes to all that once was,
the wonder is there...
in the blink of your childlike eye!