A couple evenings ago I thought I would run out to pick up some more canvases and paint after wee man had hit the hay. Much easier without babe in tow and the traffic was less annoyingly congested at a later hour. Sadly, it was the first time I had been outside after dark for some time. Pretty tough when Nowell goes to bed around 8 p.m. and we're bound to the house.
I forgot how it felt to feel the energy that fills the night air. It was a lovely summer's evening (although it is, technically, fall). I rolled down all the windows and soaked it up. It felt amazing.
So, with a car full of blank canvases and feeling refreshed, I returned home. I have been busy filling said canvases with color for the past few days and loving every minute of it!
I feel at peace in this new house. I really do. It fits.
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