Time flies faster than ever as we age. I keep looking. It is hard to believe that this coming spring will be our 3rd spring here. And yesterday I said see you on the other side. I took this pic because I was just taking photos of what is still here. I let a lot of older work go this year. It always feels good to know that it is appreciated, but then hard to say goodbye. I think because of my habit of considering everything as in process.
As this season turns, the weaving thing is in all of my thoughts. The thought of weave is woven in. I think it is always there, because sewing is weaving really. It is. Maybe thinking too.
The snow is melting. And we are very in between. Not to mention distracted by all the goings on in the world, I stare a lot, just looking beyond what is all seems to be and imagining something else. What it might be. How it might go.
A reminder for those of you who have entered the Zone...the moon is a link to the newest content, whenever you see it in a blog post. And a gateway to additional private content if you see it anywhere else here.