Tonight was the first night I spent in our workshop and to be quite honest, I thought it would never happen.
Its been our plan all along. In fact, when we were looking for a house, we were looking for one where we could be creative and hospitable and when we got this one we automatically designated the shed as workshop and filled it with lots of dreams but unfortunately sheds also easily fill up with stuff. Most recently ours has filled up with drums. And that has been great because the neighbourhood kids hang out in there and we enjoy that, (as do they,) but the longer they have remained, the more distant grew my dream of having my own studio until I eventually gave it up altogether. Funny though isn't it, how when we give things up they somehow end up back in our laps?
Nothing has changed really. The drums still occupy a quarter of the space but Ben has worked really hard to clean up the rest and put in a wood heater that we were given by friends and now it is just a pleasure to be out there. Its getting cold now but still we can be toasty and warm out there in the evenings and I am thinking that that might be my most productive working time once Noah settles into a sleeping routine, (he's close). And we have a place to hang his hammock out there too so he can soak up the creative vibes with us. Its so exciting. My dreams are flooding back and I know we are going to spend so much time out there, (wood fires are so much more inviting than heatpumps).
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