Sunday, September 4, 2011
For my do-over birthday, I requested Husband make me a piece of art. He cut out a guitar shape from wood and we filled the empty space with meaningful things. We thought through each piece carefully, building it in layers. At the last minute, when it was ready to assemble, I culled some things and added others. And when we finally thought it was done, we added the birds. Can you see them? Anyway, the process reminded me of writing a book, with all the editing. You keep working until you can stand back and go, "Yeah. I'm happy."