Often I receive cards and artwork from students. Sometimes it’s a creative expression from a school assignment, or colouring that they did while waiting for their lesson, or even a hand-crafted card of thanks.
Last week the mother of two of my students surprised me with artwork of her own. She has recently taken up painting with water-colours. With a full-time job, new blended family and extremely busy children, I have no idea where she can find the time. She asked me what my favourite flower was, and naturally I assumed it was preparation for a year-end bouquet or something…but this was unexpected.
In my quest to slow down my life, and find time for myself and search out new creative activities to help me renew my energy, I had considered drawing or painting. I have a sketch pad that I received about 20 years ago, and have now used up 2 whole pages — and that was sketching I did about 15 years ago. It would be nice to fill more pages with my own artwork. Someday.
Over the years I have moved many times, earlier with my children, and later on my own. It seems that October has been the month that most of my moves have taken place. One of the first things we did in each new place was plant daffodil bulbs. During the winter they are almost forgotten, until early spring when we see the tips of the leaves poking up through the dirt. Anticipating the new flowers in the spring gives me hope each year that life gets better.
Reflections 