Just perfect.

Just perfect. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Just perfect. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I woke up this morning with sewing on my mind.

I have got my next shirt project to the stage where I am constructing it…such a joy.

I sat and sewed for an hour before I did anything else this morning.

Which was perfect.

Just perfect.

Somehow, randomly, this reminds me of an epic tree that I meet when I go for a run.

It is large and clear and has been standing in its place for a long time.

Each time I run past it I tell it that it is glorious and thank it for being in my life.

It is perfect.

Just perfect.



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