sleepless in Seattle

Spent the day in Seattle on Monday 

with my husband - 

We called it a vacation day and only went to new places

and pretended we were explorers far away in a new city...

sometimes just looking down can be the best...

just love stumbling upon sidewalk art -
oh I so want to wear a poem right now...
I want my life to be creative
and instead I feel I am in limbo,
or maybe artistic purgatory...
finished Kelly Rae's class (which was incredible and I honestly do plan to share with you)
and I feel like a race horse at the starting gate but...

feels sorta like I am in this bottle (at Cafe Flora) looking out at my world 
that I want to explore but can't 
because I can't really hold a pencil 
or paint brush 
or scissors,
or prune 
or plant
or cut with a knife
or butter toast 
or...

so I am feelin trapped - maybe like her (found at an antique store in Pikes Market).
She was made to honor 'a saint'
and be at a party or procession
and instead she spends her time behind glass staring out at the world...

or maybe this is how I feel -

he seems to be patiently waiting for his owner,

feeling a tad rejected and left out.

I am not waiting patiently,

just ask my husband...

Even the store I wanted to visit was closed.

OK enough of this pity party 

now for the positive -

I can click a camera

I can type (with the finger raised high) for a little while

I can dust with my left hand

I can pet and hold my animals,

I can enjoy the sunshine (95 today yow!)

I can read 

(The Girl who Played with Fire and 

Madeleine L'Engle's Walking on Water, reflections on faith and art at present)

and I can love my family (really lovin' skyping with Monsieur Nick in Paris)!

and I got the stitches out yesterday (a big ouch #*!#**!) so now just 5 more weeks

of patience for the bone to heal.  sigh... 

Zoe's a tad upset with me for letting Matteo be a guest blogger 
so I promised her that she could blog next.
She's working on the post now 
and promises to ignore Matteo's comment about her 'aroma'.

wonder what she will write about...