Well you wouldn't beleive it was just a few days ago when it was icy cold and stunningly bright. Today is wet and windy and dark and quite foul actually.
BUT - let's look on the bright side.
It is ha;lf term so the weather can't spoil things too much actually.
Cyber crop is still going c=strong and so there have been a few more challenges completed - and more pages scrapped which are for the 2012 album so all to the good.
One of the things I did get done, though I have to finish the journalling, was a great mini book class. I love minis and there were some nice techniques in this one.
Needless to say I used it for Autumn things from this week.
and here is a page I made today too
and I ought to catch up on the photo a day pictures that have stacked up
and today's is Kira, esconsed on the radiator bed and indignant when woken. You can also see how much worse her eye is - very little iris left that isn't black. But it doesn't seem to bother her.
Today I am thankful for
- being inside warm and dry
- great classes and challenges
And my page a day calendar is lovely today
One day shortly before Halloween, I was standing in line at the post office when a mother walked in with her costumed four-year-old. The child wore no mask, but her face was fearfully painted; a black cape draped her tiny shoulders, and on her blond curls a pointed hat was perched.
“Oh, my, I’m scared!” I exclaimed. “I had better be careful. I’m sure I see a witch.”
I will never forget the sweetness, the absolute innocence and trust of those big blues eyes gazing up at me. Or the voice that kindly and gravely reassured me, “Don’t worry, it’s just a little girl in here.”
Just a little girl in here. How often I’ve thought of that when having to give orders to somebody … advising a teenager … criticizing a manuscript … teaching class … approached by someone who is obviously timid and nervous, thinking me far wiser and stronger than I really am.
I remember the simple child who lives within all of us behind the sometimes fearful costumes we seem to wear as adults. How nice if we could somehow reassure others as sweetly as that tiny witch did and say: “I really want to help you. I wouldn’t hurt you for the world. Don’t worry, it’s just a little girl in