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....

Unknown said...

There is such a deep richness in what you make.