I am all over the place today. My ADD has been in full swing for several days now. So pay close attention (if you have a few minutes to kill today) and climb aboard the crazy train.
I do not have a single completed project in my house yet. And so, I thought I would walk away from all of them and start a new project….which too is at this present moment incomplete. It sits sadly on an easel with a likely fate of it’s other companions. Though in all honesty, I kind of have hope for this one. It’s an oil canvas and I think she has promise. Promise of a future hanging in my mudroom perhaps.
Molly Courcelle’s work is my inspiration for this newest piece of mine. I have told you about her before. She is a dream. A lovely pint sized ray of grace filled light up in Asheville, NC. I have been browsing her work a lot lately, and I can’t help but get lost in them every time. Molly does with paint, what Ann Voskamp does with words. Her new abstracts are remarkably breathtaking:
Drenched in Living Water
Bursting Forth into Song
This last one is the inspiration for my piece. If I ever finish it, and if I ever post it, you will see the resemblance.
Speaking of Ann Voskamp, have you read her book? I read the first chapter this past weekend, and was then forced to put it down by my very own breaking heart that could not bear to read another word. I’m struggling with it. I know there is hope, I know it is a story drenched in grace, but I’m not sure if I have what it takes right now to pick the pages back up and discover it. Your thoughts?
Our addition is coming along. Foundations have been dug, brick is in place, and framing should begin soon. Here is my man getting the HVAC ready. He is so in his element.
Have you heard of Cline’s Antiques in the Charlotte area? My Luckett’s girls and I are going there this weekend. I have heard it is a junk yard / antiques store / snake pit. We are giddy with excitement at that possibilities of what we may find.
Mary and family are back on this side of the Atlantic for a visit. Her husband is a wise and romantic man. He knows the way to the heart of his family and arranged for a limo to pick them up at the airport and drive them straight to Chick-fil-A. This video best sums up their withdraw, and their main motivation for needing to make a visit back home to the states:
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I can relate to their withdraw. I am forcing a major overhaul of my diet, and sadly Chick-fil-A has been removed from the menu. I haven’t decided if a life without Chick-fil-A french fries is really a life worth living, but I have committed to a change for now. I even drove my kids through the drive thru and didn’t order myself a thing. Did you hear that Bert? Not one thing!
I think that’s all for now. Have I told you guys lately that I love you for reading this blog? I do. More than you know.
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