Maybe

They're working on the train tracks. I can see the big machines, the workers in their orange vests. The construction noises from the big machines are loud, but comforting. When the work is complete, the next train comes along. I say, hi train. The whistle is blowing loud and really long. This is significant because the conductor does not always blow the whistle. Today the whistle is laughing about something, or maybe just happy to get the train moving again.

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Did you know Nature produces many shades of green? I'm reminded of that because of the foilage outside my window. I'm waiting for the deer to pass. They usually come in the morning. Maybe they'll come later. After the train goes by I realize something's different. Then I notice in the midst of green is a sheath of gold. The beginning of August, and gold is reminding that Autumn will be here soon. 

Coffee, leftover rice, fresh veggies, eggs, oranges and toast for breakfast. Energy. Maybe I should eat like this all the time. Maybe I should workout.

I read somewhere that it's not healthy to workout everyday. Something about the body needing to recalibrate, recharge, heal. Maybe I should finish the painting I started the other day.

Maybe

canvas, acrylic paint, wheat paste, beads, pearl cotton thread, hand embroidery

 This is art as therapy. Try your hand. There are no mistakes or rules, only paint, a surface, your hands and heart. The first one will probably feel a little tentative, but then watch how you feel the next time you try.
Here’s to happiness!

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