This time of year a desire to quench my thirst for life gets heightened to a fever pitch. I love summer and all summer things. Life is so seductive, beckoning me to savor everything that is ephemeral. I whip myself into a state of exhaustion by the first of August! I love to go to flea markets and farmer's markets, and to the beach in the fog. I go to see art with other artists. We BBQ, and garden, and spend time with visiting family and friends. I love to bake bread and blueberry pies. We eat corn on the cob at every opportunity. I read things I usually don't read. I investigate topics I don't know anything about. I like to loosen up and play around in the studio. I have to admit that this last item has been eluding me lately. Too busy with all that other stuff. And at the same time that all this wonderful stuff is going on, I also feel that I'm not enjoying it all enough! Perhaps a little more mindfulness in all this activity?