bring it

Art journalling

The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot.

Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting

That’s how I feel right now, like this whole year has been a climb to this spot, this place where I am poised, ready and waiting for something new. My heart has healed. The view is exhilarating.

Bring it on.

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  1. Louise

     /  August 4, 2012

    I know what you mean … while here we are waiting for any sign that the severity of winter is easing.

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