The magic feather cloth gets stitched on in the evenings, now that the days are filled with gardening. And I have noticed how much this cloth seems like a nest when it is at rest on a chair or a couch. How much fun it is to see all the feathers in my lap as I stitch. Each way it falls seems like a new gathering.
I have begun to pin the remaining feathers up on the wall today. And there are many. Just as I begin, I think to myself how there seems to be an endless supply of them. The basket never seems empty. As if they have continued to fly in while I sleep. Maybe there are Magic Feather Elves. Thank you all you Piece Makers.
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