Ding!
Wineberry, considered invasive here in New York State. But you know me... I manage them as best I can. And morning is a great time to catch them spreading. The stems are covered in red hairs. Very easy to identify. Me and the birds, we love the fruit, But the birds usually get to it first.
Parsley grows anywhere really. I scattered the seeds. Everywhere. It's amazing how easy this kind of gardening can be. Watching for the first signs of dandelion and plantain. I left the leaves this year, like all of them. Many blow off over and down the hill during the windy days. Yesterday there was literally a carpet of ground bees. They just emerged and there are little bee volcanoes everywhere. Earth Bzzzz.
I could not find a clear direction for this one, so it is just growing. Maybe berries were on my mind. Thread Beads can be so many things.
i didn’t know of these bees. Neither here or in New Mex. Thank you
for Telling
they have multiplied since I moved here. Since I learned how they thrive.
Always thankful for your glossary video links as I guestioned my beads and think I’ll push for more strokes next time. They are “just the berries” over French knots!
there are so many ways
I love the wheel, and the little red berries. Very bright and cheery.
In Oregon we deal with blackberries, which I think is great. Ordinarily I would just stand there and pick and eat, but we have so many birds at the feeders near them that I think it’s best to wash them first. We trim back the male branches. Those monsters are aggressive and grow a foot a day. I think they are trying to make a path for the female branches to spread.
There were blackberries back on long Island, they were very aggressive. Delicious tho…
The parsley emerging is joyous! I am hoping to sprout my own new shoots as well…lovely Spring!
Nothing like the new greens.
What a delight. Your creations blow me open. I smile at this simple and precious continuation of how you follow your own lead, one stitch at a time.
It’s a great way to continually let go. Only to find nothing is lost.
Spring springing out there.
Boing!
A pie for pi day; yours will last longer than ours did. Finally sunny days and happy squirrels prancing around the roof. Who knew such little critters make such a clatter. Scooter and I love watching them.
Yes, they are dancing here as well…
A basket, a wheel…a March sun pie (pi)…
Spinning wheels, got to go round…
The light is gorgeous. Looking for light…
Pie! I like that…
I also saw a wheel. And I’ve noticed you color palette change with the season. Just going without knowing is a new way to work for me. But why shouldn’t Art be like life, right?
It’s a way to give form to change.
A whole new layer of beauty emerging on this block – beautiful! Our Spring is not here yet, but it is so nice to be able to share yours. Enjoy!
it is so beautiful how you made this block into something like spring itself with your words.
I saw these bee mounds at a local park this week and had no idea what they were. Thanks for that. I love the combination of fabrics on this piece. That alone speaks to me of your deep connection to cloth.
these blocks are being lovingly cobbled from the nothings basket, which really holds a lifetime of cloth leftovers. I am connected to each piece that surfaces.
Ground bees are gentle and hardworking. No honey but great early pollinators.
“ Yesterday there was literally a carpet of ground bees. They just emerged and there are little bee volcanoes everywhere. Earth Bzzzz.”
How spectacular to witness such a marvel of nature!
A lovely image of spring you share.
To be expressed in ones own imagery, we are changed.
I have to be very careful where to walk!
Seed beads this morning. 🙂 About 15 minutes from sunrise here, it’s going to be a glorious sunny day. A day to garden and tidy the porches…
Feels so good, doesn’t it?
Sprouting thread beads looking great! 💙
😁
I like how this one is growing 💗
I hope it turns into something.
thank you for prompting the memory of gathering wineberries on Shelter Island back in the 1960s … using a dented blue spatterware berry bucket with a wood and wire handle … easily the best berries ever (although too often found next to poison ivy)
Yes, poison ivy is always close by. That turns red in the fall and I try to dig it up or spray it with vinegar.
I always marvel at your creations. Oh how I would love to have your talent. Such a gift you have been given and how amazingly openly you
share your creative ability.
I know these beautifully stitched soulful displays keep you grounded.
Peace..
Yes, they do, I didn’t even like how it was going and it made me happy.
This looks like a wheel to me. So movement rather than containment (like the baskets). I had no idea parsley was easy to grow!
Yes, it did become a wheel… nice thoughts…
Yeah it’s biennial and reseeds and I get less parsley worms when it is mixed in with wild plants. Grows right through the snow.
i don’t know the name wineberry, but the stalks look familiar…maybe it has many names, like most of us?
Ha, right?
What a joyful stitching! It radiates Spring! I, too, have left much of the leaves, allowing the insect world to get its bearings. I am not a fan of sculpted lawns. Have a lovely Saturday, Jude.
It’s all just fine as it happens…
Just growing…and going! Like the little bees…living and doing and being!
And it’s enough!