Sunday, April 09, 2017

some Sunday stitch



Once the trees in the front yard leaf out, I won't have this morning light from the east. For now, there's an hour, give or take. I take it when I can.




Until we give it thought, heart and soul, it's just so much cloth and thread.








Time passes, the cloth speaks and stories take shape.

2 comments:

grace Forrest~Maestas said...

the light rounds...circles...i feel to be bubbles, like
the ones we blow with that little plastic thing dipped in?
This lightens my Heart....

Stephanie Jo said...

There is such a deep richness in what you make.