The Edge
Falling off the edge, into sleep, into ooops my eyes are bigger than…
Learning to let go, an ongoing practice.
What’s happening at the edge?
Much fullness in these abundant summer days here.
A second weekend of playful adventures…
Many years now we have been sharing our qajaqs (kayaks) at the Rosendale Street Festival. Not for sale, just for inspiration.
Curious folks come and inquire as the bands play on a stage at the end of our short dead end street. Had many sweet conversations with old friends and made some new offering shelter from the rain to festival goers caught in an unexpected downpour.
i started adding color to Rocky, one picture of Qajaqs getting ready for the festival & a few of this weeks pub drawings below.
Have a great week! & may you discover something fun being curious about what’s happening at the edges…
