daydreaming

I've had a fun/inspiring day so far today.  I woke up to a message that someone wanted to put in a custom order for a pregnancy announcement through my Etsy shop!  It's so exciting to be putting this little bit of art out into the world, and to realize that my photos, words, and ideas are going to play a role in such important and exciting correspondence for someone.  Twenty people I don't know are going to receive my work in the mail, and it's going to deliver exciting sentiments to them.  How fun is that!

The sale inspired me to sit down and create some new card designs, which I did for a few hours this morning.  I came up with seven or so new cards, which I ordered photos for.  I'm excited that I'll be able to offer new designs as soon as the photos start coming in!

Afterwards, I headed to a big open field in our neighborhood (pictured above with some words embedded).  I've been doing a lot of writing outside lately.  Not only is it beautiful out, but being isolated outdoors with no internet and just a notebook tends to boost my productivity/focus.  Instead of clicking away at Facebook during pen pauses, I glance around at my surroundings and think about the work.  It's simple but it really does make a big difference.

Each day I'm here I fall more in love with the tiny little details of "life in Vermont".  Sitting in that field is one of them.  Out there it was nothing but the sun, a swingset, and a sheet I was sitting on.  It reminded me of the playground at Latham Ridge, my elementary school.  Of course, we had a big [particularly awesome] playground that was much more than a simple swingset, but for some reason every time my friends and I would find ourselves there, we'd retreat to this one solitary swingset.  We'd sit on the swings and talk for hours.  Big ideas and daydreams were exchanged.  I did some great imagining there - about other people, about what my future would hold, and about who I was.  And semi-full circle, it seems, here I am again in a field, near a swingset.  Wondering about who I am and what I'll do, reflecting on all I've done.

I think that back when I was on those swingsets at school, I thought that by now - 27 - I'd be living some fancy fabulous life and that I'd have it all figured out.  I'm starting to realize, I think, that there's no such thing as having it all figured out.  There's just daydreaming and wondering and ice cream cones with rainbow sprinkles.  Which is just fine, if you ask me.