Sometimes we find the real 'us' by what we delight in. Pressures of people and expectations sometimes stifle us until we forget 'who we are'. Like little children, we need to be reminded by what delights or makes us happy or squeal with glee.
I like to experience color and nature. They make me feel alive. Delight leads me to who I was meant to be, who I really am ... my destiny.
I make clothes. I find joy and delight in the colors and their connections when you put unusual combinations together. I also find joy in simple natural things like sunshine and flowers and animals. A truly blue sky overhead is the best of both loves.
I love the world of nature outside my window. This season we had baby deer. They graze in the yard and come in a group. There were 3 fawns this year. I have watched them grow. I feel protective of them. One day one wandered up by himself and we got a couple of great shots of him/her?. That is delight.
