Imagination puts blocks together into story, and there we are with brave Horatius.
We have free time to find.
Squeezed between the must-be-done and the screaming-urgent, we can all find time for a little creativity.
Dirt-movers create landscape and potential, a place to plant dreams.
And a little mud for boys-on-bikes. *enjoy*
The left-handers choose girly pink paint and oil pastels to make their art, and it all comes out beauty.
And here, on the corner of the house that has stood empty for 5-ish years, the house-in-progress that has sheltered more birds than people, God put art. Right there by the gutter drain full of slime.
And all I have to do is choose to see it. To grab my camera and go find it today, because tomorrow I might forget.