A cold front moved in early this morning.
Winds whipping around like mad.
Which made for a perfect hazy sort of Arizona winter day.
Knowing me by now, you know I take such opportunities very seriously.
Endless hot tea, sketching by pencil.
Dusting the studio.
Enjoying the day.
Cup after cup after cup.
Pretty tea things don't hurt either.
What a wonderful luxury isn't it?
That beautiful china was made for simple things such as sipping tea.
It's brilliant really.
Amazes me and makes me extra happy.
Tea party for one?
Why yes, don't mind if I do.
Little nibble of dark chocolate filled with absinthe, oh my!!
How curious indeed!
Am I a tiny bit tipsy, I'm just not certain?
Oh, and did I tell you, our new resident at casa Fanciful is getting along just swimmingly?
A present to myself from the 1800's.
An antique large Kling China doll.
About 26" long.
I always wanted a proper China doll, love her so.
I found her an old dress a couple months ago.
It lost the front ribbons in the wash, so I will sew them back on and do some other little repairs soon.
Dainty little thing.
Her long legs are quite tattered.
But being 135 years old can do that to ya I suppose.
I'll make her some stockings and shoes.
Sweet little girl.
She fits in happily, me thinks, with all the other creatures & characters around here.
Watching ballet dancers on canvas, flutter about...
Whilst I work on new pieces.
Everyone else looking on.
Keeping her company.
Wonder what they all get up to once I am asleep?
I am so glad that I never grew up to be someone who squashes childhood dreams.
Like dolls waking up and partying late at night.
Or, trolls being under the bed.
I've never stopped thinking dreams can come true.
Or that, I am too old.
I never think, I should grow up.
I am so glad for that.
(despite all the dream squashers one runs in to through life)
I still go to bed early and wait for Santa.
I wonder what the elves are doing in the north pole right now :-)
I imagine what Pan is up to in Neverland.
I positively adore the Easter Bunny.
I could go on and on.
I am not silly or childish in a bad way.
I hope, haha!
I just keep that light youthful side of my brain open to anything whimsical.
Anything at all.
No need to kill that side off.
Why would anyone want to anyway?
That would be so sad.
Sure, things happen in life that want to change us.
But, you just can't give up that side, let it peek in when you are healed from life events.
I've known many old ladies in my lifetime whose 8 year old selves shine through still.
They are sophisticated and smart, but their young believing selves still thrive and glimmer.
They still believe.
There is a balance.
I am not immature, I still like love and romance and high heels.
I like lipstick and novels and being grown up.
But I also love China dolls and fairy tales and my childlike self who lives in me.
The one who likes ruffled nightgowns and stuffed rabbits in costume.
It really isn't all or nothing is it?
No no, I don't believe so.
Not at all.
You can have your cake and eat it to, if you allow yourself.
Hang on fellow dreamers, hang on ;-)
No matter what.