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2025 arrived with my father still remaining in hospital, and a hope that within this year, I could carve out moments, and space within my life and home, so that creating would be easier. In making space, allowing more room for the light to get in. Both personally, and in studio and home.Life can throw curve balls, and what we have to do, is make sure to just do our best. Take each day as it comes, and keep striving; in all those precious little ways.Our life is ours. We love and care for those within it… Ourselves included.“This morning arrived, and the air was the coldest it’s been in a while. Ice on my windscreen, and the chilliest of hands, clutched my steering wheel, all the way to Dundee.The sun was shining brightly, and I felt a calling to head to the top of the Law.I’ve not been to the top of the Law Hill in many years. Today felt right to do so.I stood there, singularly, with only the birds for company. Wren, goldfinch, house sparrow, magpie, blackbird, great tit, bluetit… birdsongs reaching across the daylight, and visiting my ears like sunshine in sound form.Melodic music, from air and from hedgerows surrounding.The silence was otherwise like a rest. Eyes closed and with distance palpable. The miles stretched on. Estuary from east to west. Mountains in distance, snow topped and shining.Smoke from tallest chimney, hanging horizontal in air, travelling down train line at the end of the Tay rail bridge.A spur of the moment decision to do something different. For all the times I drive to my work, and am greeted by the Law, not ever have I graced its climbs. In car or on foot. There I stood, resting into the day at height.To begin a day such as this, in a way such as this. Celebrating, the fact of existence, by doing not much, but witness the beauty all around. On so many levels. Sensory joy.
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