Today around lunchtime I had a thought I’m pretty sure I’ve never thought before: “I want to make something beautiful.”
It had been a perfectly nice day but this week has been a little short on creativity. My off-track thoroughbred (OTTB) Finn had given me a terrific lesson this morning, but there’s been more than the normal crush of laundry this week, plus getting back in the groove of home life after even a short time away.
But I don’t think I’d ever thought THAT. The desire to make beauty. Well. 
Honestly, I think I know what I was thinking about. I’m making pillows for the family room that are a mix of hot and cool Anna Maria Horner prints. The combination is just delicious to me. I am dying to finish them and can’t seem to get them done! I went to my sewing room and started putting pieces together. I thought that this indeed is beautiful. I really love these prints.
But then my sewing machine refused to cooperate! It started eating my patches, arghhhh. So I couldn’t make these beautiful things.
I took my camera with me when the girls went to ride, and captured this photo of my grand-pony Bailey. (Best. Pony. Ever.) Beautiful? I don’t know.
And then, I headed to school to watch Matthew in the JV game (they won!). Beautiful? Probably not.
I have a friend being deployed “someplace cold” in three weeks, so I just cast on a hat for him to wear under his helmet. While it’s a delicious wool-alpaca blend, I’m not sure it qualifies as beautiful.
So I feel like I’ve paid attention today, but I didn’t really get to make anything beautiful today. What an odd thought–and I wonder if I’ll get to make anything beautiful tomorrow.
How do you notice beauty in your daily life? Made anything beautiful today?
***YAY! Apparently I can upload photos. Please return tomorrow when I’ll publish a whole bunch of pictures from our Dominican Republic trip.***
Something beautiful today? I think you have me on that one. I’m not sure I did — the closest I came was playing a beautiful duet with Grant on the piano. When we finished he actually said, to me, “Mom, that was really really pretty.”
I admire all of your interests — I need to get some!
Piano counts! I just finished a book that may have put this on my mind. I should write about it.
My problem is that everything is interesting. I need a filter.