A Wanderer’s Watercolors

img_9650This weekend, I went to Savannah to spend a day to two with my husband. Brett stayed behind at the conference, and I’ve headed home for some alone time (and work tomorrow). While he was learning EMS-educator stuff yesterday, I spent the afternoon on the balcony of our room painting.

The night before, we had tried to stretch out in separate double beds – enjoying the leg room for a change.  It took me about one minute to realize that separate beds were not doing it for me. “Nope!” I said out loud, and got out of my bed and into Brett’s.

The short watercolor book I made him the next day was inspired by that moment.

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“I travel far away when I am asleep…”

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“It feels like I am a very small adrift in the sea.”

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“Pagan tries to help me stay put”

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“But she is very small. Too small.”

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“Sometimes I have nightmares.”

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“But when you sleep beside me, it’s like MAGIC. I know where I belong.”

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“Even just touching you with one little toe does the trick!”

(We refer to this as “the love toe.”)

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“I don’t float away so far on my own.”

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“And no matter how dark the night, I can always find my way home.”

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