Once upon a time...

When I first moved into my wonderful purple picket fenced, magical, spiritual space, I painted this on a board, using fabric, acrylic and God only knows what else. A dear friend loved the piece and asked me if she could have it to hang in her living room; I was flattered to bits and just recently asked if she could send me a photo of it. Now I yearn to see it close up, but just looking at it brings back to me the feelings of joyful possibility that I had when I moved here. I must remember those feelings so that I can hold them close when circumstances conspire against them, and glee seems to have fled.