for a wonderful wintery retreat.
You travelled so far.
You arrived as a snowstorm blew in.
We stitched and filled our journals...
We shared our creative journeys since our last retreat..
We tried new things....
We shared favourite books.
We talked of inspiration, processes and goals.
We sipped wine.
We discussed art and artists and the world around us.
We laughed and we cried.
Outside it snowed.
Of course the rusty pups had their noses and tails in everything.
So many thanks to my Richard who dug us out
and worked in the background on chores that freed us to play.
Sadly it is over
but my cup runneth over.