Spirit Cloth

How Light Might Pass Through Her

just like that.

There are some holes that go right through and some areas of less density in this piece I have to call Whatever right now.  And in certain light you cannot detect the thin spots.  We are like that really,  and it is often hard to tell unless  you get real close.  And wait until the light is just right.  

This is one of my Diaries projects, and I will be talking more about it over there soon.  I can't seem to fit much stitching or video or anything in right now,  So it is hanging here on the curtain in Mom's room and I thought you might want to look through it with me.  Because the light is just right.

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she is becoming green

She is missing parts but mother nature has helped her keep going.  Mended in green.  If you are a regular reader here, you know HER by now.


So much rain.  The garden transformed in my absence.



Sage has gone wild. A whole hill full.


The grapes need a fence.  Today's activity.



Gladiolas are new this year,  from Mom's garden. 

The sudden heat and moisture  caused the butter-crunch lettuce to bolt  too fast.   But there she Was.

I drew the face in so you could see how it seemed to me.

Almost Summer.  My days in the garden here are so few and precious now.  I am going to stay outside all day.

Gardening  is like stitching.

For Acey and a thank you for that seedhead....

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Just Morning

No worse for Wear

The Wedding quilt.  2001.

I caught sight of this worn out patch this morning.  I don't mind it. This little window.  The cloth has no batting so it is just a soft green flannel  that shows through.  It is just right in a way.  Being able to see inside and  that not being disturbing or ugly in anyway.  A relationship  should be like that. 

No worse for wear.

As it turns out

 

More feathers than ever imagined....  

are still patiently awaiting their turn

 

As you might recall, I was pinning up the remaining feathers on the wall (right over the lion quilt), sorting them by color,  to see what was left.  I might have enough for another cloth. Or 2.  This is not all of them, I ran out of pins.  And then there are the stones.  This thing is so much bigger than what I had envisioned.  I will be using some of these in the first cloth, but what if I use the white/ light background ones in a new cloth. ?  And I am thinking of collecting some new components.  Oh my mind is whirling. 

This post is in reference to the Magic Feather Project.

OK I posted enough these past days.  Back to Diaries for a while.