More Blue ... Blue Day 2

The final two circles received their blue paint today on Henderson's Some Bigger None Better mural.  I've learned that every project comes with its own sets of challenges and surprises.  Today was no different.  Working outside on a painting, during a Nebraska October, not only has the potential challenge of too cold of temperature, but also a 20+ mph wind.  And what was I planning to do -  be on a 12' scaffolding for most of the day.  But I didn't let a little "breeze" deter me.  Nope, I braved the elements, climbed that scaffolding and stood, knelt, and sat on the top time and again until all the circles were finished!  It was a bit nerve racking at first, but later in the day I found myself able to anticipate the next gust by listening to the trees around me and the sound they made prior to me getting blasted by the wind.  I discovered I have a hard time painting a straight line when I receive a wall of wind, so it was necessary to learn when that wind was coming.  It definitely created an adventure in this project journey.  
ON ANOTHER NOTE:
I've been thankful for the opportunity to stay with my parents the past couple evenings so I can get outside early, get centered, and be ready for a day of painting.  This morning was one of those times I really needed a walk in the country.  The quiet, fields lay in wait for the day's harvest, and the sound of the wind moving through the untouched corn stalks and trees along the road -- all simply beautiful and soul filling.  I was inspired and shared a quick video on instagram about it and then walked down to the Blue River close to my parents' house.  There is something sacred about walking down that dirt road.  It's like a secret path leading to a sacred space.  (maybe the title to a book someday).   A road less traveled by humans and loaded with the prints of animals each making their way across the dirt at different times.  It is a place I walked often when I was growing up.  These walks, these quiet, solitude moments allow me to connect with my Creator and prepare my heart for a day of creating.  I have found how much of this silence and solitude I really require.  I've spent over a year processing what it is like to "be."  To be free just to BE.  Be who God has made me to be -- His Child.  Where I am right now with this is Him showing me I am His Child regardless of the "do".  In a world that is all about the "do" He quietly, patiently, calls His children to remember who they are and to rest in BEING His.  And for me, without the silence, the solitude, the walks, the quiet I so easily forget WHO I am -- a child of THE KING.

Didn't realize that was all wrapped up in the day today until now. And tonight I rest at home with my husband and kiddos before heading back to Henderson to paint more tomorrow before the rainy, cold weather moves in Thursday and Friday (or so the weather man is predicting). 

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