Sky blanket
November is slowly revealing what I appreciate about this time of year. The peaceful colors in the sky at this time of day (3:00 pm) for one thing.
November is slowly revealing what I appreciate about this time of year. The peaceful colors in the sky at this time of day (3:00 pm) for one thing.
I forgot this little crabapple turns a delightful orange in November after most of the other leaves have dropped. It looked like a beacon this morning against the dark forest and rainy sky. I...
It’s stormy. Not raining yet, but the wind is fierce and kicking up waves. An exhilarating morning walk, not too cold, but very blowy. I often resolve something on my walk. Today it was...
This started out to be a triangle but somewhere along the line it turned into a heart. The weft is the four gradations of Gist Yarn’s Array in Burgundy. One thing I learned is...
I am having a great time stitching together patches. Feeling really aligned with the weather. This patch reminded me so much of the frosty mornings we are having lately. So I photographed it on...
Confession: my relationship with words is broken. I used to write poetry, but I haven’t written any in a long time. Except for a few feeble attempts at haiku that don’t have staying power....
I found the pants I was looking for. In the ragbag. Of course. One half leg is gone, but plenty remains to be cut and ironed and turned into squares or strips. This khaki...
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