In the midst of stress, I can get bogged down in worry about messes created by bullies. Rather than stoop, I like to take a moment to take account of my life and this almost always leads to sending random cards and gifts to those to whom I am grateful.

This particular funk this year has me deeply thinking about the way I want to live my life. And, of course, most often bullies highlight for me the ways I (don’t) want to interact with others. This has now started to come out in my impulsive stitchery. Last week it was gratitude and now…

humble bokeh

Sorry for the departure from the potty-mouthed, snarky works I normally indulge in. That’ll be back soon. Maybe.

Have a great week!