So today I put my hands to a different form of creation, gardening! I’m far more used to creating on paper or canvas and my hand strength shows that. After a long day of attacking every weed in our new garden my hands are slightly swollen and also blistered. But now, sipping my coffee and looking at what will soon become the home for our vegetable beds, I feel a great sense of pride. Gone is the three foot high weed grass, replaced by a calm sea of green flooring. Over the weekend we will turn the land and remove the weeds to our newly made compost pile. I’m still learning in this process and even though the work is hard and demanding, my hands will heal, and from their pain will sprout our future garden. Sometimes creating can be a long tough road, but every project is a fresh canvas to make our marks on. Today my canvas was weeds, my paints were my hands, and my finished art is a deep sense of satisfaction. Bring on more new projects, I am ready.