life of a georgia Artist

 Sweet Lil one celebrated her b-day yesterday My sweet grandbaby is turning one on Tuesday. Yesterday were all came together to celebrate her. She was not the most uncomplicated birth, but she has been happy since she the day she was born. She was holding her head up on day one. She was crawling and walking early. She loves and loves books, both to pull them off the shelf and to read. I look forward to her being older and her going to a library with me.  So many people from " Her village" came out to gather, to eat, to tell Ava stories, and to pour out presents on her, but more importantly their love on this lil one who is not so little anymore. She is all over the place. She snuggles me, hugs me, and genuinely loves me. She has a plethora of toys representing the plethora of love for her. We had meatballs, cupcakes, pigs in a blanket, and more. I had both of my kids and my granddaughter with me, what could be any better? I ordered her something from Etsy, which I believe is

                                                              Photo by Klara Kulikova on Unsplash Into the woods I go, For there is peace in the hooting of the owls, the howl of the coyote, and the rhythm of the streams over rocks, which are forging new paths through the natural woodland wonders.  The woods calm my heart, heal my soul, and engage all my senses at once. I smell the damn dirt beneath my feet. I hear streams and animals foraging. I see mist high above the trees. I listen to where my heart tells me to go, and I watch all my steps for critters on the forest floor. I smell the trees and their dark peeling bark. I yearn to howl like wild animals, but they are perhaps relaying to each other that a human is among them. Breath misted around my face, cold filling my lungs, legs aching from the uphill climb, but the view from the mountain top will be worth it. Pushing myself outside my comfort zone. Trying to be more active outdoors. Hiking boots on tight, my walking stick in han