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Breathe-It-In-You-Know-You-Are-In-A-Good-Place Kinda Happy


A decade ago, I purchased a colouring book at a Renaissance Fair in Dallas. During this weekend's tidying process I found this little gem. The book is larger than a typical colouring book and is comprised of fantasy drawings of dragons and mermaids.

Today, I spent my time backstage during both shows colouring one of the drawings.

Colouring is therapy my poppets, delicious therapy.

I felt such a sense of tranquility selecting the different coloured pencils to bring my little fantasy realm alive. Plus, I had something to show for my time.

I just love colours and thanks to Crayola! Really, just take a few moments to look around and see the vibrance that is in our world. If you choose to see it, there is such beauty everywhere. And the tasty colours. Oh my. Lovely.

It was a glorious day and I can feel Fall and her majesty arriving. So excited am I.

This weekend I was truly happy, breathe-it-in-you-know-you-are-in-a-good-place kinda happy.

Yay for that,
Dustin

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