It snowed a bit. While I was imagining Cloud Nine as a weather pattern. Pinned to a wall of hope. At dawn. With coffee.
I wanted to see all that together...
The snow doesn't last long now. I've been cleaning up a bit...
It's snowing now.
Been thinking about weather and time passing. And hope. Life. Suffering. And joy.
The layering always interests me. It captures something about consciousness that our straight-up photos don’t
Time? I was remembering packing to go off on a writing weekend, telling myself it had been Mid-April. It was the end of February. April isn’t even past yet!
I really like the layered photo. In it, your rooftop (treetop?) looks like a ghostly teepee in the woods. And cloud 9 and it’s falling snow look like . . . well, like a cloud and falling snow. I had to look again at the originals to see which actually had the falling snow. It looks like the falling snow in your picture below.
You are seeing the thread beads in the story cloth.
Hope life. Suffering and joy
Not necessarily in that order. Hi grace .
The snowing photo is like a painting. Lovely.
And your wall of slow stitcheries warmed my heart.
The flakes were so big, like torn pieces of paper.
I thought the same thing.
Your trees…so beautiful in their stark black lines.
Yes, I love them before the leaves.
Jude~ Well, that weather is surly keeping you on your toes! Love the whole cycle on the wall together 🙂
I like that I could connect them in many ways. Or not.
I’m laughing at my typo “surly” VS “surely”! 😂 I guess weather could make one surly!
Time seems to be totally shrinking for me, days dash by. I’m trying to be ok with it, but struggling a bit. We have sunshine today, but pretty cold. Driveway snow piles are starting to shrink, still small mountains! The bottom photo is a wall of weather.
Yes, the longer we live, the smaller days become, relatively.
Below freezing here today but warming up tomorrow.
Weather has become a metaphor …
Chance of snow in the forecast over the next couple days. Thinking about all those things too… Time, I lose track of it so easily right now.
Yeah, like what day is it? 😂 where did March go?
Deb & Jude~ I heard a nurse “testing” an elderly patient yesterday…asking him what day it was? Who is the president?
I joked w/ J. that I can’t always answer that first question and wish I had a different answer for the second. ugh.
Ha right…😂
Kind of a weather whiplash here. 32 degrees this morning. A few days ago it was 89. Seems we have been either 25 degrees below, or 25 degrees above average all winter.
I recently rediscovered some patchwork pieces I’d been working on during patchwork in perspective. Working little to make big. Picking that up again. It feels good.
Yeah, wild swings but at least not all cold.
I’m rediscovering too…
Gives me joy to see the snow and all your stitched pieces 💙💙💙🕊️
Every minute the weather is changing…
Your work is uplifting, Jude, and your Woods photos are my anchor. Will email a pic of a New England Spring scene I stitched several years ago…
The in-between is so nourishing