And to get some semblance of the Christmas spirit, I went to a local market and picked up a small tree over the weekend and a few trimmings despite my internal moral struggle (i think you may know what i mean). Although my only decoration and one that I wasn't sure I could handle, I am happy to have the comforting smell of fir filling my apartment for the next couple of weeks. AND, to fan the shy flames, I also went to my apartment complex's Christmas Party, mingled and won a gift card. But, more importantly, I made two new friends, named Sara and Sarah. That's right, Sara, Sarah and Clara.
I am looking forward to a new year full of adventures, new people, a new job and tales to write about. In the meantime, there is room for making work, research, learning new things and hopefully, if I can manage it, a new woodworking class next month. Thanks for the read and the continued encouragement and support. I couldn't get the worm on the hook without you.
Clara
Oh, and the image above, in case you were curious, is of me kissing my mom's nose when I was a little girl, when we were living in France. There is a series of photos that are near to my heart that perhaps I will share in their original form in a future post. A large part of a fishing tale is my journey to rediscover happiness, in whatever form it chooses to present itself. Supremely sentimental, I know, but really the most fundamental thing I think we are all looking for said out loud.
Yeah! Go Clara go Clara, go! Keep up the momentum missy! & I can't wait to smell your little tree. That's one thing I miss with having a fakie fake. <3!
ReplyDeleteGreat first post! Better keep blogging - you're on my blogroll now. Can't wait to start a new year of yoga and making stuff!
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