I'm in my studio, just back from dinner with a bit of extra time before I head out to see the play Gee's Bend! I can hear my husband and his friends practicing their instruments in the "band room" down the hall. It's not overly loud, but as usual, I feel the muffled bass beat sound distracting. Enough so, that I won't be starting any projects or doing anything that needs serious focus. It's likely after I finish this, I will just sit and do the free motion quilting on the place mats I am working on for our dining room table.
Such is a weekend for me. I find that unless I am on a retreat, or have a deadline, weekend are not very productive for me in the studio. Being a full time artist is likely the root of this, while others have a day job all week and often only have time for quilting on the weekends.
I'm also trying to savor as much of all as I can. My absolute favorite time of year is the very small window that the leaves are changed and still on the branches. This means extra drives and detours when going out to see as many of them as I can.
I am fortunate to have a wall of windows in my studio, and I have found myself lost staring out the window lately. It's often just disturbingly beautiful out, and as though nature is putting on a show just for me. It feels like my responsibility to stop and appreciate it as much as I can! (And also to look forward to the first snowfall, which is always gorgeous!)
I am ever thankful to nature, as she is my muse. No matter what is going on in my life, there is always fall, followed by winter, then spring, then summer, and circling back again over and over. It's a constant that I can find comfort in. What comforts you?