After lots of steam in the beginning of the week with crafting, the end of the week has been the complete opposite--full of birthday celebrations, guests from out of town (and more coming!), summer festivals, and general life stuff. While all of this is lovely, of course, I do find myself itching, craving and even dreaming about getting back into a project. I know some of this is end-of-pregancy nesting, but the truth is, even without being pregnant, I NEED to "craft". Seriously People sometimes ask me how I find the time, and my honest answer is that I have no choice but to find the time--that crafting (creating)--in whatever form that may be (I'll avoid going into the whole long internal battle I have about whether my "craft" is art, and why should it really matter, yada yada) -- crafting IS my sanity. It's what keeps me going, brings peace and groundedness into my (not always peaceful) life. It's become my therapy (cheaper? hmnn, not so sure). Without the time to create almost every day, I feel like something essential is missing--you know, like "me" gets lost in the shuffle of daily life at home with young children, and all of the many, many things that job encompasses--phsically, spiritually, emotionally and intellectually.
Okay, now I think I'm making no sense, and starting to feel a bit vulnerable (man, blogging can be so weird!)...so how about if I stop rambling and just show you what I *have* been doing the past few days?
Here's the blueberry pie we made for Papa's birthday this week, after some serious drooling looking at both Amy and Stephanie's creations. I love Ezra's face in this picture! He could barely keep his hands off it (and only did because it was piping hot).
Papa and Calvin at the Festival of Cultural Exchange.
And this is Calvin, seriously thinking about pushing his little brother off the edge of the landing they were on (He's in another phase in their relationship where he's asking to sell Ezra on Ebay. Seriously).
Updated to add: I'm digging Amy's words today. It has something to do with what I was trying to say, I think...gosh, sometimes I wish we were all in the same room together *talking* about all of this! How lovely would that be?