We’ve moved to Kelowna. And so I begin to build a new nest, in a new community, with new opportunities. It’s hard. And uncomfortable. And it’s exciting, as possibilities unfurl like the leaves on our Maple tree. I am...home.

I’m not creating very much these days. Just painting walls, and laying flooring, and trying to unpack these many boxes. I’m working on it. Working on creating. And I know that it’s never buried too deep. All it needs to rip out of dormancy is a puncture wound, and I’m digging through boxes looking for a pin sharp enough to  do the job. In the meantime...there’s these: pictures of creations past.