Last night my art group met, and we talked about how focusing on our art has helped us get through this dark time. Some of us are avoiding the news, but I can't take my eyes off the continuing wreck. Even for me, creating keeps my blood pressure down.
I was struggling with what to do for the next fiber-art exhibit. Ideas are usually not a problem for me, but this was different. I went back to my sketchbook and found this:
I've also been struggling to find a novel that I wanted finish. In desperation I decided to reread the greatest novel written in English:
Joining up with Ginny for Yarn Along