So we’re out of the in-between week, and into the new year.
I feel like I should have already taken off running.
It’s been a bit strange, factoring in the weekend. I’ll start…stuff…on Monday 😆
I’ve started the new diary. And the other new diary.
Here are the old ones (and the book I was reading).
I like to colour co-ordinate.
That top diary was started in 2022.
My handwriting tends to be tiny – I generally fit three lines into one ordinary-sized ruled line. It can take a while to fill a book!
Here are my new diaries. And the book I’m reading.
The book underneath is one I’ve had for years. It’s beautiful ❤ Which means I haven’t wanted to mar its beauty with my writing.
The cat diary has spaces for a drawing a day, and a written musing. The book is about writing.
Yes, every word matters, in the sense that it’s good to think about what we say, or write.
So, this year I will write. And draw.
I’m hoping to expand a bit from these books!
I don’t “correct” whatever I do each day – once the day is finished, I don’t touch it again. I also draw from memory, which means I end up with some strange images 😀
And so, I will cope with imperfection, and push past to good. Maybe even great!
I don’t know what’s up ahead.
All I can do is mosey on in to the spaces I’m supposed to be in, and see what I can do there.
So can you. It’ll be fun!
1000 Fields of Roses 