I’m crossing the finish line!! What now??

The Penultimate!

Sock it to me!

Sing out, Louise!

I’m asking for it.

Open for creativity. Pants optional.

I’m warping time and bending rules.

Thank you, Spring!

Is doodlephobia a thing?

…sayeth Blackbird.

I couldn’t help myself.

Is it sacred? Or is it a rut?

…if I lighten my load.

Honoring Misty Copeland

Back in the saddle facing my own mountains.

Crushing out on Amanda Gorman.

Some stray thoughts about that.

Turning to face it.

…or at least begins.

And sometimes (always?) it’s messy.