Story clothing

THE QUEST: Where this all started...

on THE WALL

Not what is not there and yet not what is there now but what is coming. a haiku. by Jan in Nagasaki

A Crazy Quilt

They do not make them any more,
For quilts are cheaper at the store
Than woman's labor, though a wife
Men think the cheapest thing in life.

But now and then a quilt is spread
Upon a quaint old walnut bed,
A crazy quilt of those old days
That I am old enough to praise.

Some old woman sewed these points and square
Into a pattern like life's cares.
Here is a velvet that was strong,
The poplin that she wore so long,
A fragment from her daughter's dress
Like her, a vanished loveliness;
Old patches of such things as these,
Old garments and old memories.

And what is life? A crazy quilt;
Sorrow and joy, and grace and guilt,
With here and there a square of blue
For some old happiness we knew;
And so the hand of time will take
The fragments of our lives and make,
Out of life's remnants, as they fall,
A thing of beauty, after all.

Douglas Malloch

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August 05, 2013

Story clothing

What we might wear has so much to do with the weather. And what's on hand. Who we are.

Partly Cloudy. An early morning inspiration while testing the fermentation vat . Just right.

Partly Cloudy and a Slight Breeze. This Breeze began during some musings on white over at at Diaries, and will kick up again during my first live gathering in the planning. Weather can be unpredictable but a slight breeze is always welcome.

Wind and breeze