Assignment - Renewal - Where I lay my head down

 Bella's prompt this week is to share the place

Where I lay my head down

To rest,

To sleep,

To dream.

My go to spot 

where my spirit

becomes renewed.

This one was tough for me . . . sooo many places to choose from

Why?

Because . . .

1)  It is winter and the place I might choose most readily without thinking is not available to me (that would be my garden) and I live in a part of Canada that doesn't have a winter growing season

2)   I have tried to surround myself with little 'sanctuaries' in my home where I can regroup and be rejuvenated on an ongoing basis

3) There are many activities that regenerate my spirit . . . things I love to do that relax and refresh my heart and soul . . . they are mostly the creative activities in my life

The camera is a relatively new creative tool for me

For example I love to create with garden tools . . . 

when it is above 0 degrees Celcius and the soil isn't frozen and covered with snow 

my gardens are my go to place for a bit of me time and re-energizing . . . 

I can hardly wait until spring

I have created spaces throughout my home for some of my plants to 'vacation' during the winter.

Some are located just inside my patio doors 

where I enjoy my morning coffee in the morning and Egyptian Licorice tea at night . . . 

the morning sky always breathes life into my body and soul at the outset of the day 

my kitchen is a sanctuary year round. . .

I love to create in the kitchen . . . 

here I use the tools of (one of)  my professions . . . but that is another story

Heck...one of the MOST relaxing activities I know is putting my hands in warm bubbly water . . . 

I don't even own a dishwasher . . .  

I love doing my dishes by hand

Another year round sanctuary is my local hot yoga studio. 

Being housebound at the moment, I couldn't get a photo

however

this is where I practice at home . . . 

In the dead of winter, on those cold not-goin'-out-no-way-no-how kind of days

this is where I take what I have created in the kitchen 

and wrap myself in warmth and peace.

I guess you could call this my winter sanctuary

As for where I rest my head?

. . . at this time of year it is under a down blanket and duvet 

and just before my eyes close on another wonderful day 

I look up and breathe in a rainbow . . .

Night Night