It is hard to believe so many weeks have passed without training, sewing or painting. The efforts of moving were interrupted most pleasantly by a family celebration of my mother's 80th birthday (in the form of a road trip to enjoy the birds, marine mammals, and butterflies of the Santa Cruz, Watsonville, Elkhorn Slough, Monterey region).
Now it is time to set up the new sewing studio, become a dues-paying dojo member, and establish a routine built around a 3 day a week day job in a rural/small town setting. There is a screech owl calling outside the window as I write - infinitely more pleasant than a light rail vehicle.
