The new year brought it on. They say ‘out with the old, in with the new.’ Well, she didn’t know exactly who said that, but someone did at some point. And that’s how she landed here on her patio staring at the open can of blue paint she’d just brought home from the paint store. She didn’t want to throw everything out. Not everything was bad. She just wanted a spruce. A spark. A new angle. Her life, 2.0.
So she started with the old wooden rocker.
