It’s a lovely rainy Saturday, perfect for a cup of tea and time with my art supplies.

Over the past few days, I have found around 50 circa 1990s professional grade colored pencils hidden away here and there. Not sure what my past self was thinking, but it seems to be that creative tools are all around us.

Creating every day has always been part of my life, except when it was impossible to do so. Since February of this year (2026), things are back as they should be, allowing me the time and resources to be creative.

Somewhere in there was the goal to write everyday for 16 weeks, even if was just a sentence or a passing thought. Then…I thought it would be fun to return to writing online, so I set a goal for that as well.

There more in this idea of doing small things you love everyday, and other tales…but the beauty of the day is pulling me outside, so I must go.

Until next time