The past year brought me wonder, amazement, it took my breath away in beautiful surrender, my head was brought to the floor, I questioned purpose and I created definite boundaries of discernment. This will be one of those years I remember as I sip tea on my porch, looking at my wrinkled hands remembering the woman I was before time took all the voluptuous parts of me.

You don’t have to be a professional designer to appreciate visual balance and beauty.