Sitting under it, to quilt. It kept me warm. And now, to close this year, just this. Just this. Fireside. Quilting. I am bumping into a lot of old what ifs on this one. Funny, how in some ways, a lot of my old questions are here. And they are just fine without answers. I will probably, mostly, hibernate… come December.
The change of season has revealed the small basket feeder I hung on the fence in early spring. I forgot it was there. The summer growth had woven another basket around it. It became a nest. It’s the time of year for seeing through. I remind myself that design is a kind of mending. This cloth, The Mother-Ring, is so thin, unstable, worn, stained, reworked, holding but useful maybe only for looking. I made some changes. Folded the edge in […]
The first thing I see in the morning is the sky. Even though the window is small. The sorting continues and it is just amazing how many things are still here, forgotten. But then not really. Because they do continue, like a form born in a dream. Dream catching is very tricky. Sometimes I like the card form just because it stands. As a display form. I am not sure who might expect a card like this. I slept well, […]
Z. Zebra, ZigZag , Zzzzz. Alphabet Soup will be ready to travel to its new home by year’s end. In whatever form it has taken by then. I am not exactly Zooming along, no, I am just going. Rather randomly as I bump into this and that. Honestly, it would hold together as it is now. And probably I could work on it anytime, even after I give it away. I am thinking of creating the ZigZag in the Double […]
Maybe the puzzle piece was knowing that waking might be useful. Not fighting it. Conflict is disruptive. Not the ears of Soul-o, the wings of some plastic creature I found in the ground at the old place. Winter’s sky is forming. Baskets of scraps , now piles of paper…
Good Morning. Suddenly, or so it seems, a lot of anguish has fallen away. I am here, daily, sharing what moves through me. Just to do that. Feeling less obligated on other social media. Not feeling manipulated by news and politics. Mostly focused on being a good person and trying to find the same in others, doing my best to work with what I have. Feeling mighty lucky in the scheme of things. Lots of firewood ready. And now warmer […]
First look this morning, the porch, looks like the wind really kicked up last night. Feeling happy that I managed to sleep deep enough not to notice. I set up a warm convenient corner for nighttime paper work, because mostly I don’t sleep through. Naturally, one thought follows another…