star above...

When this little treasure blooms in the garden it means...

autumn is nigh

{and my mama is smiling}

morning mess...

I have this overwhelming desire to create…and yet I can't begin, I can't focus…

A friend once said to me that I suffer from perfection paralysis.  I fear it's getting worse and I know, with all my heart, that it is better to try and fail than not to try at all.

So many things swirling around in my head at the moment…mostly good things.  But where to begin?  Perhaps I should get up and enjoy the morning shadows more often…make a far more crazy mess on my desk…

Perhaps I need to actually try…and then embrace the imperfectly perfect.

Besides, nothing is a failure in dappled light!