just a quick hello

Its been quiet around here for almost 5 months.  The reason being that my "real" life has been so amped up and in high gear that I had to let go of some of the "fullness" even when it is very good stuff, just so I could find moments of peace.  I am happy to share that I've been working away in my creative spaces, sharing amazing moments with beautiful creative souls here in my home town, started volunteering with a local artist collective, and am now in full "soccer mom" mode toting my two kiddos from event to event. (who knew 4 year olds had social lives?)  So I just wanted to pop by, send you some love and a bit of inspiration.  Here's one of my latest pieces.  (If you are wondering if the words are digital, they are.  In real life there is a metal plate that I stamped the words into, but that doesnt translate too well in a scan).

Have a blessed and beautiful October.  I promise to return more regularly as soon as the Fall festival season winds down.

XO, HARMONY

The Messiest Mess Free Play Ever

I am having a blast playing with photography and creating Photoshop brushes from scans of my old artworks to make something totally new.  It's sort of turning into a bit of a creative photo album for my son.  You see, I want so badly to get in my Creation Space (my new title for my craft/painting hole) and start art journaling again as a daily practice, but as I find myself back in newborn/baby days it's hard to do that without either risking getting toxic materials on the baby, or wasting precious supplies because they dried out during our on demand nursing/ play times (this has been the fate of most of my brushes at this point).  Digital Art Journaling is totally where its at for mess free mommy play for those selfishly (and necessary!) stolen moments in between all the loving on your kiddos.  I highly recommend the practice as a daily expression of creativity and spiritual renewal.  I get to look through the pics I took that week and choose a few to mass around with then add the words that are on my heart at that time.  Here's a few of my latest this week.   As you can see the theme of playfulness and freeing my inhibitions has been on my mind lately.  Maybe they will inspire something new for you.

XO, HARMONY

Create Wildly Today!

You have a creative heart.  It should be celebrated.  Often we bind our creativity up because we are afraid of the messiness it takes to make something new.  Its the process of creating that we fear, not the end result itself.  We fear the mess.  The in between stages of trying something new are often ugly and painful, and we tend to try either skipping to the end or not starting at all in order to avoid those growing pains of creating.  I know this all too well.  My emotional baggage is littered with ideas never realized because I was either too scared or too scattered to work through them and discover my potential.  I am on the road to creative recovery, and my offering to you today is this...

Recover with me!  It may be time for some creative therapy in your life as well.  Share your story.

XO, HARMONY

A Gentle Reminder For Myself

With all the distractions of modern day living being way too available for sucking away my time, (and the craving it develops for us to want to be entertained at all times) here's just a little reminder that I needed today...

 artwork by Harmony Lenasbunt 2012

So here's my challenge for us all to take a day and unplug, turn it all off, look around us, and breathe in life just a bit more slowly...  This is a very good thing.

XO, HARMONY

Dreaming Big, It takes two.

Dream Big

Original Mixed Media by Harmony Lenasbunt 2012

Prints available here

Well, I just returned from the show in Chattanooga.  I am always amazed at the resiliency of my kiddos.  They took the 8 hour trip like champs and handled the busy show schedule with ease.  My now 5 month old spent the early mornings strapped to my front while I hung paintings and organized prints at the show tent, while my 4 year old busied himself with a "scene" of wooden birds he had stolen from my display and hid under one of the tables playing happily for hours.  The show was fun, with lots of great stories heard from various people visiting my booth, and new friends made from the amazing array of talented creatives that were vending beside me.  It was a terrible selling show, as we barely made back the cost of our space fee and our hotel bill, but I always love visiting Chattanooga, which made up for that fact.  My husband and I always call it the "city of wonders" because they always have some totally interesting or off the wall thing to explore around almost every corner in the downtown area, and we have had several family vacations there in the past.  This visit did not disappoint us in the slightest.  The weather, which had been promised to be awful (thunderstorms and constant rain), ended up being a mix of clouds, sun, and perfectly cool, a welcome respite for this heat wearied Floridian.  I was so blessed to also have the willing hands and companionship of my sister, her husband, my brother and his wife along for the weekend, so there was lots of help and plenty of time away from the booth to play with my boys and visit other venders and enjoy the art festival itself.  I actually really hate the selling part of shows, love setting up and seeing it all together and beautifully arranged, but when it comes down to watching people pick over what you created, it just feels odd and I want to be as far from the booth as possible during that part of the show.  I do love the stories though.  How a certain image or phrase sparked some memory for them or inspires a dream.  I love to encourage each person to keep reaching for that place of peace and happiness that they hope for, keep being creative, keep finding joy in little simple bits of life and letting it seep into their souls.  I hope my art can do that for a few people, and I send out my own gratitude to each person that took the time to look at my work and took a piece of it home with them.  You are inspiring my own dream, and so I thank you all.  

XO, HARMONY

A bit of catch up...

My world has been overwhelmed with good things lately.  Mothering, art making, new friendships, all good stuff, but I have been lacking in my posts here.  I am truly an introvert in that way.  When my life gets really busy, I tend to shut out any other social outlets that I can, just to keep myself feeling on top of it all.
So to catch up a bit, here's a few pics of my Easter Boys.

 Always the happiest baby in town, my sweet Zay celebrated his first Easter Day with all the Joy that the Lord has given.  He is such a gift to me, I often wonder what I did to deserve such sweetness.

 My oldest, Izzy, was not interested in a regular easter egg hunt, so my sister ingeniously incorporated his favorite game into the mix and viola! He was so excited to help the Angry Birds recover their stolen eggs that the pigs hid around his Grandmother's yard.

And then there was lots of train time with Grandpa...

I always forget to take pictures of myself and my husband.  I suppose all the cuteness just distracts me, but we had a wonderful weekend of friends and family gatherings.  I couldnt have imagined a better way to celebrate resurrection day!

So in my life right now, I have two art shows coming up in the next month, which has put me and my sister back together working again to get the booth, artwork, displays, all together and ready.   I am making some shifts and trying to do more ART shows and less CRAFT shows.  The crafting part of getting ready for a festival is like and addiction but the work load sucks the life out of me, so I am trying to quit.  I am on step 2 of the craft making recovery process.  It might be a long road ahead to a full healing, even now I've had two different moments this week of "I could totally make that and sell at my shows!", and then I have to stop myself and remember my promise to myself and my boys that I am done with mass crafting (no matter how stinking cute and easy it looks on pinterest!).   So I have reinvented my booth to feature mostly just art and prints and invested in a professional wall system.  Here's a booth shot with a quick mock set up I did the other day for a show application.

(of course I realize after the shot and everything was put away that the paintings in the back were crooked).
I  honestly wish that I could just make art and somehow it would find its way to the people who want it, without all this presentation and show, but I am trying to pay my dues to the process of becoming a selling artist, and I am very blessed to have my family supporting me in this and my sister's dedication as a teammate to helping me get there.  I have been working really hard on some new pieces.  I havn't been able to get them scanned yet, so I'll post them as soon as I can.  In the mean time, I did a few more digital artworks using layers of my own hand-illustration and vintage photos that I own.

 The Dancer  2012 by Harmony Lenasbunt

I Vow Forever 2012 by Harmony Lenasbunt

You can find prints of both of them in my shop.  I hope you are having a wonderful April.  I will be on the road with my family next weekend doing my first OUT OF STATE show.  YIKES! I am a bit nervous, but it should be lots of fun.  If any of you are around the Chattanooga area, come on out and see us at the Chatty Crafty.  Well, there's a little boy yelling my name, so I'll sign off.  Be blessed and check back for new painting updates and pics from our next show.  Ciao Bellas!

XO, HARMONY

She Has The Spirit Of An Eagle

In her is the courage and strength to take a leap of faith and soar to enormous heights letting her dreams guide her heart.  

XO, HARMONY

Motherhood...(sigh)...

I love most everything about being a mom.  My two kiddos make me laugh and keep a smile on my face almost all day long.  Then we have our off days, the fussy, impatient, needy, clingy, crying, off days.  That was today, and I am mentally and physically exhausted.  So a little photoshop therapy in the form of what I am calling digital art journaling, and I feel much better.  I've been playing with layering vintage photos and different textures and colors.  Its really fun when you want to be creative but you dont have the time (or the space) to get messy just then.  So with a baby bouncing on my knee and a 3 year old building structures on the floor behind me, I made this.  Hope it inspires you too, and I wish you (and myself) a stress-free day tomorrow.

XO, HARMONY

She Helps Me Be Better

Yesterday was kind of a hard day for me.  For various reasons, there was quite a bit of sad news from people that I care about, and my heart feels so heavy for them.  I was playing around with an old photo of my great grandmother and her sister when they were in their 20s.  I started thinking about those people that we become connected to in our lives, and how we effect each other and force change and growth for one another often even without knowing it.  It is through their experiences and our relationship with them that we feel challenged and supported and motivated to change, be better, try harder, and love more fully and be less selfish.  A family that I love lost a loved one yesterday, and as my heart breaks and weeps for them, I am also finding myself wanting to be a better mother, a better friend, a better sister and daughter and wife.   I want to do these things because I am reminded so acutely that our time on earth is limited and our relationships are the one true good thing that we have while we are here.  People matter, they matter more than stuff, more than experiences, and more than our individual accomplishments.  When I work hard to love someone really well, with truth and an open heart, I become the best version of myself that I can be.  I was reminded of this again yesterday when a beautiful young soul left this world.  She had very little time here on earth, but I dont believe that makes her life tragic, but instead makes every moment that she brought joy to those who loved her that much more special and important and life changing.  I hope to keep being reminded of this.  I pray that I can always keep striving to be the best version of myself, and I have many many amazing people to thank for that lesson.  Thanks for letting me ramble a bit today.  I made this artwork to thank those amazing people who inspire me in this way.   I hope this message blesses you where you are at.  It is definitely what I needed to hear today.  Who inspires you to be better?  Find a way to thank them and bless them today.

XO, HARMONY

Free Valentines Card

Just a quick hello :) and to say happy love day.  I adore that there is a day to celebrate love, both being in love and being loved.  I was never a big fan of the idea that V-Day was just for lovers.  It made it feel like a kick to the face when you were young and single and alone on February 14th.  The fact is, that we have lots of people in our lives that we love and who love us.  Let's celebrate that!  So since I've been playing with my new computer tools this week, I have a super cute printable card for you to give to the special person or people you are celebrating this week.

Just click on the pic to view it in its original size and download to your computer.  Enjoy!

XO, HARMONY

What My Week Looks Like: Playing, Learning, Loving

I've been playing with a few new toys on my computer.  I FINALLY got photoshop (I've been using Pixelmator for all my photo editing).  The excitement here is that there are so many fun tools and brushes that are made just for photoshop and I can finally play with all the cuteness that I see going on in the blogisphere.  Anyone who isnt aware of Pugly Pixel should be.  I picked up this super cute template from her blog and made a quick valentines collage for my mother.  I've also been experimenting with using a Bamboo writing tablet (so many possibilities for design and edits with my artwork!).  Still getting the hang of it, but there is something so cool about having my doodles done right in photoshop ready to be manipulated, and, I was finally able to get a set of photoshop actions to play with from Radlab that I've been dying to try out.  I've been drooling over these effects for so long, and I am so excited to pump up my picture editing with them.  That's what I've been up to... oh and a lot of this...

and this...

and some of this...

Hope you have a creative week ahead of you.  If not, there are always many spaces able to be filled with something unique and out of the box in every mundane routine.  What will you do this week to add a spark to your imagination?

XO, HARMONY

Animal Totems: The Bear

Hello dear friends.

I was recently hit with enormous creative inspiration and have been painting up a storm.  This is a feat within itself as I am still operating on newborn baby time.  I did not expect my creative energy to return so quickly and with such force after giving birth 2 months ago, but I cant stop its flow and must just let it channel through me.  I wanted to share with you a bit of what I did this weekend.  This is a piece from what will most likely become a series on spirit animals.  I love the idea that our animal friends teach us about ourselves through their natures.  That we can both relate to them and gain insight into ourselves from their spirits.  They can also teach us how to grow, and be more patient, more selfless, more balanced in our lives.  I wanted to start with the Bear.  Maybe because I feel like a Mama Bear right now, but nevertheless, here she is...

"I have the spirit of a bear.. grounded and strong, 

fiercely protecting that which I love, 

leading others with a cautious mind and an open heart"

Here's the finished piece.  She's quite large (about 16" x 22").  I used vintage papers for the under layers, then kept building texture, color, shape, and design on top.  I couldnt decide whether to add words to this one, so for now she is complete until I change my mind again.  ;)

What other animal spirit would you suggest for the next one?

XO, HARMONY

Look What I'm Playing with...Knitters Loom!

Oh how I adore funky chunky art yarns.  I've been spinning art yarn for a few years and have been wanting to find ways to showcase them as art instead of knitting them into a functional piece.  So you can imagine my elation at receiving a gorgeous knitters loom at Christmas.  I've been eyeing this thing for awhile and I am super excited that it's finally in my home.  I got a chance to start playing with it this week, and it's everything I hoped it would be.  It's super easy to warp, super easy to use, and totally compact so I can hide it behind the table when I am not using it (saving my work from curious sticky fingers).  It's made to handle the larger diameters of yarn, so I can finally use all my funky stuff and make wall art out of them.  Here's a few pics of me warping the loom and getting ready to start.

 A Mischievous Yarn Thief.  He was creating "scenes" with his Disney Cars characters and apparently my yarn ball made the perfect addition to the story.  I wish I could see into his imagination sometimes. It seems so magical.

I cant wait to create something out of this skein!  I'll post pics as soon as its done.  What was your favorite artsy Christmas gift this year? 

XO, HARMONY

Birth

"birth" Mixed Media Painting by Harmony Lenasbunt 2011

I created this painting about two months ago, while waiting for my second child's Birth Day.  It's a strange space to be in, waiting for your life to completely change.  Not able to move forward in my own time or power, but constantly reminded that in a moments notice you are going to be hurled into transition (both emotionally and physically).  It becomes a practice of letting go, allowing yourself to become powerless to the natural flow of life, giving control over to God.

The painting says, "Waiting for you, my miracle, my child, I will never find a greater joy than discovering life through your eyes."

I had been promising to share my birth story of Baby Nazareth with you for a while now.  I know that this isnt a baby blog, but my children have immensely influenced my artistic process and infected me with tons of inspiration and creative energy.  Being a  Mom is what, I believe, made me a better artist.  It certainly gave me the courage to come out of the creative closet, so to speak, and start putting my art out in the world for others to see and enjoy.  My second birth was such an empowering experience and has really motivated me to "birth" a new direction for my art and creative process.  So it seems fitting to share this story with you here.  I actually wrote this up once already, but in all the chaos of life with 2 kids I got distracted and my computer's battery died before I remembered to save the document.  So in the bit of time I have this afternoon, (3 year old son at the park with his dad, and baby boy snoozing away in his bouncer at my feet) I will attempt to share with you the experience I was given for the birth of my second child.

2am-ish: I woke up randomly.  I laid there in the dark for a few moments lamenting for the millionth time the woes of being pregnant and not being able to sleep properly.  Just then, I felt a tingly rush of energy travel down my belly.  I stood up to go to the bathroom and felt wetness running into my pajama bottoms.  I was instantly wide awake.  "This is it.  Today is your Birth Day." I sent thoughts to my little babe and then prayed for peace for both me and the babe that day.

I tried to go back to sleep, having gone to bed only 2 hours prior, but to no avail.  As I lay there in the dark, I felt the beginnings of labor rushes starting up, dull and low, but definitely regular every 4-5 minutes or so.

I woke up my husband  and he called our midwife.  The same midwife who helped me through my first home delivery, and I was so happy to have her back with me in this life event again.  We told her not to come yet, but wanted her to know that she would probably have a short night of sleep.

3am-ish:  My contractions are still 3-4-5 minutes apart, some closer together then longer stretches, giving me lots of time to recover and rest.  The pain is easily bearable, and I am so tired at this point, just from lack of sleep, that I spend the minutes in between lying on the couch trying to zone out and rest as much as possible.  Then by 3:30a, I start to feel the real stuff,  the dreaded back labor that paralyzed me in my first birth, it was starting to build, and I had prayed against my fear of the pain, and prepared myself for what I knew would be a very strenuous and emotional process.  With each tightening in my belly, I felt the pain wrap around my middle and then explode in my lower back and travel up my spine.  Lower back counter pressure and ice packs helped some, but finally I knew I needed more relief.  I told my husband to call the midwife back and have her come set up the birth tub.   This was one of my plans to help alleviate the back labor if it happened with this birth.  (We assumed she would come set it up and then go back home for a few hours to sleep.)

3:30am-ish:  My midwife arrived and we decided to do a check to see if I had made any progress (mind you I had been checked a few days before and there was no dilation with a very posterior cervix (meaning, not much had happened).   We were all surprised to find that I was already a stretchy 6cm.   She also found that my water bag had definitely broken but it broke high up, and therefore still had quite a bit of water left in it.  She broke it lower so that the baby's head could engage the cervix better (he was tilted back a bit).  She then called my second midwife and told her to start coming our way in the next hour.

4:30am-ish:  My contractions are still only 3-4 minutes apart, but at this point the pain in my back is so intense that it actually isnt subsiding with the release in my belly.  Kneeling in the hot shower was helping quite a bit, but I knew that we needed all the hot water we could spare for the birth tub, and once I got out the back pain returned twice as intense and almost crippling once again.  My second midwife arrives at this point and offers to do the sterile water shots we had discussed the week before.  I had heard of this technique as a way to naturally reduce back labor without medication and was ecstatic that my midwives were familiar and willing to do it for me should I need it.  They injected saline into my back in four pressure points during a contraction, and within 5 seconds the back pain was GONE! Praise the Lord!  I would HIGHLY recommend this technique to anyone experiencing back labor who wants a natural no-medication birth.  With the spinal pressure no longer an issue, my belly contractions felt totally manageable and almost too easy to focus through.  The tub was ready at this point and I was able to slip into warm comfort and labor away with my husband at my side.

6am-ish:  I felt like my contractions were slowing a bit in the water and thought I should get some gravity help to speed things along.  As much as I didnt want things to get harder, I was really motivated to have as efficient a labor process as I could manage.  I got out of the water, and we did an internal check to see what was happening.  This is when we found that there was still a small bulge of water bag in front of the baby's head which was keeping him from applying full pressure to my cervix.  She opened up that part and allowed the head to fully descend. 

We continue to labor in the living room, leaning against the couch for rest in between and then getting on hands and knees to focus and vocalize through the contractions.  It was a sweet time, quiet and dark, calm music playing and just my husband, my two midwives, and myself working together as a team.  By the grace of God, my three year old son was sleeping peacefully in our bedroom, totally unaware that anything was going on in the house.  In the moments of calm, we would chat easily about all sorts of things as if we were just having a friendly gathering, and then when I felt the wave of energy building up and a contraction start its way down my body, I would bend down and start my focusing routine while one of my helpers rubbed down my back and legs helping me to stay relaxed.  When it was over, they greeted me with words of encouragement, and I continued to feel positive, strong, and in control the entire time. 

Still at this point my contractions were not so overwhelming, not at all like I remembered in my first birth experience, and only about 3-4 minutes apart, with an occasional 1-2 minute apart phase.  I was convinced that it was going to take quite a few more hours before the "real" laboring and transition process started.  I felt perfectly fine in between the rushes and even when in a contraction, I never felt that I couldn't handle it.  This was a HUGE difference from my first labor where the back labor was completely unexpected and totally threw me off, and I frequently lost my confidence and my focus to get through the pains.  I was hurting so badly that first time, that I had begun to hallucinate and think REALLY crazy thoughts, like that I could just stop being pregnant and that I changed my mind about wanting to have a baby.  I got through it though, with a beautifully successful natural home birth, but in the end I felt emotionally traumatized by the physical pain I endured.  Back labor is truly a beast and I was totally unprepared for it in my first birth.  This time I had a plan in case it happened and it was working beautifully.  The water injections had given me the relief that I needed to stay present and calm as my body did what it needed in bringing my son to me. 

7am-ish: I felt the back pain start to build back up again with every rush.  "Ok, there you are ridiculous insane pain.  I had forgotten about you."  The water injections usually block pain for 3-4 hours, and they were definitely starting to wear off.  I began to feel less strong and more frantic in the height of the contractions as my back labor pains surged.  (its a lot like sciatic pain, only times a billion and it shoots right up from the tail bone up your back).  We decided to do another round of the saline shots so I could finish my laboring process feeling strong.  I will not pretend like the injections arent painful.  It was actually the only time (except at the end of the pushing stage, that I actually cried out).  It feels like 4 really bad bee stings happening when you are already hurting, but within seconds the pain is gone (other than some soreness on the actual skin where the needle went in), and then the back labor just melts away.  At this point, I start to feel some pressure during my contractions, and I know that my baby is almost here.

8:00am-ish: The pressure is really starting to build, and we decide to get me back into the birth tub.  I still didnt feel like I was close to the transition stage yet, that dreaded phase where contractions are right on top of each other as you body finishes opening and the baby starts to descend.  My contractions were still only 2-3 minutes apart, and I felt a little silly getting in the tub to start pushing, when I was sure that it would take much longer.  My midwife asked me to put a finger inside to feel where the baby was, and there was his head just over a knuckle deep.  I was blown away.  What an amazing experience! I was almost done and still had never found a point where I felt out of control or that I couldnt do it.

In the tub I start to push lightly with each contraction.  The pressure starts to get more and more intense, and I change positions to get better leverage.  The contractions slow to every 4-5 or so minutes, giving me lots of time to rest in between, and the room is silent as we all wait for the next pushing contraction.   I pray quietly for grace and for strength, as I am feeling that "I've been awake for almost 24 hours" jittery weakness that you get when you've had very little sleep.  I push for about 20 minutes or so (my timeline is a bit fuzzy so all these times are estimations).   Then with a lion-like roar and one great big push, I feel his head move through the burning of my skin stretching and then come out of my body (literally the weirdest feeling ever).   We pause to check for any cord wrapping on his neck and then one final push and he's out in the water.  My midwife helps bring him up to me, and I see his sweet little face for the first time as I wrap my arms around him.  Only 6 hours of labor!  I couldn't believe how much I instantly loved him.  This time I wasnt meeting my little one at the same time as I was discovering myself as a mother.  This was totally different.  I've been a mother for almost 4 years now and really found a true identity for myself within that role.  So this time, saying hello to my little one, I could just love on him and confidently care for him without all the bumps and bruises of the learning process to becoming a parent.

I am so blessed to say that I experienced no postpartum depression symptoms, not even so much as an hour or two of the baby blues.  Within a few hours, I felt normal, exhausted, but normal, and was back at my regular routine within a few days.  I really attribute the ease in which I was able to birth my son, and the incredibly quick recovery I experienced to several things... first, having the birth experience that made me the most comfortable and was the most supportive to my needs (not having constant back labor, Yay!), second, being able to exercise all the way up until my delivery day, and third, having lots of amazing support from friends and family with meals, occupying my three year old, to taking over with the baby when I needed extra sleep, I even had helpers keeping my house clean and laundry going for the first couple weeks!  What a blessing it all was, and it allowed me to just sit back and relax and get to know my new little man.
 
I encourage anyone having a baby to make sure you have all those three things in place for yourself, and anyone who knows someone about to have a baby to see how you can help them have one of those things.   Anyway, that's my story.  Thanks for listening.

It's now been 7 weeks since that night, and I am really motivated to pick back up on this creative journey I've been on.  I really want my boys to learn by my example that creating a life around those things that you are passionate about is a better life than any other you could have.  I am passionate about my family and my art, and so I will always surround myself with those things no matter what.  What are you passionate about?  Do you let it be a focal point in your daily living?

XO, HARMONY

From My Heart to Yours...

 The Most Amazing Christmas Present Ever! My Sweet Baby Zay.

Its' Christmas Eve, and I wanted to take a moment and send a bit of holiday cheer and love to all of you.  I pray that you are surrounded by loved ones, and that you know how incredible, creative, and amazing you are.  Thank you all for giving a bit of your time this year to follow my creative journey as I balance my love of art and all things crafty with the other parts of my life... graduate school, pregnancy, mommy hood, family and friendship (you!).  I have so many exciting new creative things to come in 2012, and I cant wait to share them with you this next year.  Have a wonderful Christmas, my friends.  Be blessed!!

 XO, HARMONY

Give the Gift of Creativity...

Still looking for a last minute gift for that creative girl on your list, or perhaps it's time to treat yourself to a bit of creative loveliness?  I have several one of a kind, handmade art journals waiting to find new homes this Christmas season.  Filled to the brim with tons of creative inspiration with lots and lots of vintage ephemera to prompt the journaling process, I made each one with painstaking care with hope to inspire a burst of creative energy for anyone who receives one.  I will guarantee delivery by Christmas for all purchases made by 12/20, with free priority shipping.  Use FREESHIPPING code at checkout to get the discount (discount good for any item in the shop).  Have a wonderful and blessed holiday season!

XO, HARMONY