I made this spontaneous little love letter for you know who and then framed it. He adores it, and as soon as he saw it he said "oh, this reminds me of Harriet". I thought that was sweet and I asked, "Do you miss Harriet?" and he said oui. I miss her too. Perhaps she will come out to play again sometime. I know she is waiting for me to be not so busy, then she will come to visit us again. She's very thoughtful that way. in case you can't see this far away it says "je t'aime". The words are sewn on a scrap bit of brown wrapping paper...
It's Friday afternoon, the sun is out, and as I sit here working at my desk on le petit bateau, I am listening to the soft lapping of the water outside my window made from passing paddleboaters. The weekend beckons.
I'm also listening to some piano that I recorded earlier today - as my facebook readers know, I have been heavily distracted today - pottering around instead of getting into my work, and recording new piano pieces instead of doing what I'm supposed to be doing. But, I've learnt, this is how I work. My schedule is only a guideline, and rules are meant to be broken. Lists are not boundaries, and everything is for a reason, no matter how inconsequential, or distractive, it seems at the time. I'm at peace with my way of creating things nowadays. Years ago I would berate myself for not following guidelines to their exactness, but I can't say I was more productive when I did. So these days, I let things flow - through, up, over and under - confident that I will get my tasks done, no matter what, all in good time.
Have a thoughtful, inspiring weekend, mes chers amis. Enjoy every moment, and I will too.