Humid, way hot, yet turning. The light begins to seep through the tired foliage. We are opening to autumn.
I am back to the circle that I drew on Grow, tracing the edge of the round glass table it sits on. Maybe it just defined my current reach. Now red, like a ring of fire.
Stitching from right to left, 2 strands of some old variegated red floss, split back stitch, pressed into the cloth as I am going (video on Instagram). I stitched and stitched, spinning the cloth counter clockwise, finally meeting myself round the bend. I lost my sense of direction for a while. The red line goes through bit I haven't looked yet.
Now back to the center. Marker dots. Seeds I was thinking, which could become anythings.
Love your process and ideas. I went back and watched quite a few of your videos and now I want to wash up some linen and follow along with needle and thread! Thanks for all the inspiration 😊
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Red for a ring of fire…so appropriate. We had to keep the children inside yesterday because of air quality and it hit 99 F, the record high here. I am hoping to start some seeds for fall crops today, but maybe inside. Thinking about reach.
Yeah, fall crops, started some greens yesterday. And some late tomatoes volunteered and with the heat have already shown signs of fruiting. Totally unexpected.
Each year I hear the crows announce the end of summer, usually in the middle of July. This year I heard them at night, which is unusual.
I don’t know what to say about the quilt magic…just in awe I guess. 💙💟
still not know who or what is making strange noises at night here, I’d go walk in the woods, but then, probably not.
Oh that’s interesting!!
love how circles are never ending. and the seeds you’ve sown in all of our lives just keep going ‘n growing………. x
well thinks keep going whether we like it or not, ha!
The beautiful colors of fabric moves through me. They are All so soft and natural.
It feel like a garden and I will enjoy this one
I like the choice of red for this. Ring of Fire. It’s hard to feel the humidity, get a sense of that, but the amount of green always amazes me…and that little orb of light 🙂
I took the pic through the window. I think orbs live there.
I can never find enough icky words for humidity. At least it is not smoke
Seeds! I love them. They have everything in them to become whatever they are meant to be. It’s magic.
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An explosion of seeds…new ideas, just waiting… 😀 xoxoxox
I, too, noted the changing light this morning…
A place to rest in the heart of a seed star. The old variegated red floss is doing a beautiful job of holding the orbiting circumference. These sharings, yours and all the comments, are a morning touchstone. Grateful!
a seed star, how nice that is…
I imagine you like a comet, stitching and stitching through your orbit. What a marvelous line it is.
Interesting to think of our path as an orbit…
i love that tiny inner quilt so much
I can rest there…
The inner quilt, I keep saying that over and over…
Love the feel of seed dots
They will feel even better when stitched