Pfffft. No Big Wind really.
But Big Rain, 28 hours of it, so far.
There was only one sunflower, one biggish one, to survive the deer. She collapsed in the big rain and the only decent wind gust, early on. But here she is this morning. It is still pouring.
Just looking, the one on the left, stitched while wondering where the wind was. Or just to keep busy and stop bitching. I like the resulting form, but not the colors too much. The thought is caught... now remembering also that I was really trying to hold the weaving together since the tiny strips were just leftovers I needed to rescue and the cloth is what I call a hard weave, fraying easily because of the smooth spin in the threads used to weave it. Sometimes form is simply a result of trying to hold it together. And working from that. It is holding. No plans to leave these here, I can remember.
(((Jude))) love your windblown moon and x fingers the rain has eased up there as we are getting a drenching down here with snow up in the mountains
Things change, right? There is always hope in that…
I like the colors in the woven comet patch. Love the whole patch. Wonder where the comet is going.
Going in itself is so big, who knows?
i have some stitching to do- but no rain. please send some!
Wish I could, got another inch since this morning.
love the movement in the background cloth to which the gifts are pinned. interesting how caught thoughts become a form re-interpreted by each viewer. laughed about the new hibiscus flower ignoring the rain. x
yes, thought, by nature, expands through sharing
Form as a result of holding things together describes my process a lot of the time.
Loose thought, the thread that runs thru it…
Your thought process is very cool….it shows. I love that…”the process”.
🙃
I love Energy Transfer. That says it all for me. The irregularity of the core shape gives it a lightheartedness while the black and white points speak to me of power. The spiral leading out and onward … love it. And of course, the little touch of fringe — perfect. Glad the storm was not too bad. My house sits on a rise and I’m always glad of it when there’s heavy rains (like this time of year). The last sunflower of summer … tenderness.
yes, high ground is new for me, my other house was like a water bowl.
I like those two patches together. They make a conversation of weather or weathering. Over 3 inches of rain here in less than 3 hours. Minor basement flooding and plants battered.
the rain has begun again, I can say it is way too much, cannot believe that there is a new hibiscus flower out there!
Hurray for lesser winds, hope the flooding clouds part soon! (also happy that you are on high ground!) Love the patches, thought-catching going on…and HMM! A SEVEN patch, instead of nine….i like that!! (bday is a 7)
–and stitching instead of bitching; Yes!
Today, for me–the cleaning and organizing continues…as long as the what-iffing thots don’t distract me, HAHAHA!
Stay dry!
xoxox
probably I will count the 2 empty spaces and now there is 9
Glad all is well, even if very wet. I’ve been thinking of you. I like how the tail of the spiral sneaks out.
It’s beyond wet, glad to be on high ground but I have to get out and check the road in, I am sure there is a ton of mud and rock at the bottom.