I have quite a hoard of linen towels, both new and antique.  There is just something irresistible to me about linen.  For the most part, though, those beautiful towels have sat in stacks.  I approached them with the mindset that they were somehow too precious to actually use.  I am pretty regularly preaching that you should use the things you love daily instead of saving them for special occasions, but the idea of stains and frays on my pretty linen towels was a deterrent. Well, I finally gave myself a good talking-to and decided to use some antique linen towels in our half-bath. Guess what?  They wash well, they are more absorbent than one would think, and they dry much quicker than terrycloth. So, I decided to make the switch to using linen towels in the kitchen and see how that went.  They are so much thinner than terrycloth…would they

Before I get into today’s post, congrats to Olivia J., the winner of the DIY/Home book giveaway! I did something big this weekend!  I was back to oil painting again!  At first, I just couldn’t physically paint.  Well, it wasn’t so much the painting, but it was setting up the palette, opening the solvent container, washing the brushes after, etc.  It was just too much.  Even sitting upright for that long was too much, which sounds silly I know. Then, I didn’t feel inspired to paint. And then, I was scared to paint. The more time that passed, the more distant it felt, and the more intimidated I became.  I would look at my paintings and feel a bit like some other version of me had done them and the current me had no clue how it happened. This weekend, I finally faced my fear.  I started a new #indexcardartproject