Well, who knew we'd be here a month ago?
2020 has been quite the bizarre dream so far. We're embarking on another week of social distancing, and I'm sure, like me, you've wondered, "What day is today?" Waking up each morning, getting your coffee/tea and start your telecommute day or knowing you have to fill your days with unstructured busy-ness to keep everyone sane (especially yourself) is a challenge to say the least.
My last workshop I taught was on March 15 and it's stayed with me for awhile. I've been thinking about that day and how we quietly knew it was the last time we'd be in a social environment. Even though we were already distancing, washing hands and being careful-everyone was thankful for some time to be creative and around others that day.
So with spring unceremoniously upon us, watercolor painting feels appropriate for me right now. Flowers are exploding around us, and nature is doing it's thing. While we lose sleep, wring our hands and wonder how we're going to get through this, nature doesn't notice. Pollen is here in the south (ugh), the carpenter bees are as horny as ever and while each day is not feeling any different, just remember that change is constant. We will not be in this forever, but we can enjoy the solitude, reflect on what matters and connect with nature. After all, now's the time to take a hike, read a book on your porch or hang out in your front yard on a blanket and stare up at the sky.