Did I lose my way because I didn’t write anymore, or did I stop writing because I lost my way?
I mull these thoughts over in my mind as I sit in my favorite spot at the Apple Farm Inn in San Luis Obispo. I’ve come to the Apple Farm Inn year-after-year for our grown-up girls get aways. And every year I slip out of the room of slumbering sisters (of all sorts). I pour a cup of coffee in the hotel lobby and tip toe upstairs to my favorite writing spot.
The plaid chair and side table offer inspiration. Today an angel statuesque reminds me of the value that going on a retreat offers. The angel holds the folds of her gown to form a perch for birds to sit and sip. I envision this statue in my garden with water filling the form. READ THE ENTIRE POST…
JoDee Luna Art 