A small space that means a lot

Happy Mess
Last weekend, I found a bit of time to work on some projects. A couple of gifts and something for me.

I came back to the studio after being upstairs or talking with Tony or whatever and I was once again struck by this feeling of pure joy at having this space. It may be small and lacking in proper storage, but it’s mine. I have a space where I can leave a project. I don’t need to tidy the sewing machine away because we need the dining table to, you know, eat dinner at.

After almost a year in this house… it is still amazing that I have this space. Every day I thank the Fates that I should be so lucky. :-)

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