As I look out into the
darkness, I can see snow dancing in the porch light in this early morning
(2:56). I have done two loads of laundry
and put the dishwasher on…I am in one of my transitional sleeping modes, I am
in the summer to winter where I am lost in the dark and trying to find my way
to the light…laughing. I woke up
yesterday at 8 something dragging my feet out of bed because I thought it was
still sleepy time…hence the darkness. I
need to gently ease into the dark side of winter…so I get up in the middle of
the night and pretend it is morning… I need to reset my body clock way before
daylight savings time…ROFL.
With my headphones
blasting and me dancing to Beautiful Day by U2 and Walking on Sunshine by
Katrina and the Waves…it kind of feels like morning as long as one doesn’t look
out the window. I LOVE these mornings
all to myself…it’s just me uninterrupted.
I do my best creative thinking alone in the morning; my mind wanders in
and out of textures, colors, scents, feelings, tastes…opinions.
I am thinking textures
this morning for The Loft; I have been hanging paintings and swag lamps to give
the air between the ending height of the furniture and ceiling gallery lighting
TEXTURE. To me texture in a room is
important, it like clouds in the sky. I
also love to have a WTH was she thinking in the room…and I found it!!! In the
Cottage I have one window that is trimmed in a color called Northern Fire, I
love watching people’s faces as the scan the room and all of a sudden they have
this “WHAT” look on their faces…laughing.
Eccentric, eclectic and possibly intellectually insane, I have always been
an individual. I have the opinion in the
end all that will be left is, me asking “Jenn did you enjoy your life?”
Grow, Harvest, Cook, Eat
and Be Original
Jenn
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