Saturday morning the sun beamed brightness into my studio and the latest sculpture just begged for attention (and another layer of stain). I almost canceled the plans I had made to mountain bike with a friend. BUT – outdoor adventures fuel my soul, push my boundaries and tickle my lust for life just as creating in the studio does.
The ride was GRAND.
Not only was it a wonderful super-buff bit of mountain single track through the last bold wildflowers clinging to their color as the grass begins to dry; but it was also a coveted opportunity to catch up with a good friend. We shared fresh Flathead cherries while hunkered beneath a tree to wait out a storm. The dusty trail turned to gumbo but nothing could keep me from the thrill of feeling blessed. I spit two bugs out of my mouth simply because I couldn't quit grinning on the pre-storm zippy downhill.
Life is good when WORK is just as compelling as PLAY.