On My Mind in December
This year, autumn reaches into November. The cyclamen is still in bloom. Climate change so often on my mind.
The Ebb & Flow of Creativity: The tide is still on the ebb.
On my Palette: hot, cyclamen pink.
Pen and Ink: A few months ago, I started writing a journal, and I enjoy it so much. I barely ever go back and read it. But it gives me clarity, where fragments of thoughts can fall into patterns and new weaves can emerge. Sometimes I write letters in my diary. I think of journalling as its own space. A place to go with thoughts and feelings. My ink pen on paper. The sound. The physical aspect.
Reading: The Midnight Library by Matt Haig.
Radio: always on.
In my Kitchen: a brand new fridge/freezer.
On my Balcony: Cyclamen, ivy, evergreen and the oak tree.