Spirit Cloth

nine scraps

8:00 AM   Yesterday,  while mom looked at old photos and told me stories of when she was a child,  I spent about two and a half hours stitching nine scraps of old cloth together and marking the places where they met.   Just for the hell of it.  Now I am just looking.  Remembering.  And looking forward to the day.  It is these kinds of things that give me the most pleasure lately.

The scraps had no particular association with one another.  Now they seem to.  And knowing cloth,  and wear,  I bet the meeting points will last longer than the  body of the scraps themselves.  A few bits held by a thread,  a knot of  chance meeting.  Held by a thread  for a moment or longer.   A simple story.

the magic feather cloth

 

And so it begins.

Right now just Looking.

A looking ceremony.

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The feather basket overflow-eth.

 

(If you are not familiar with this project, you can read about it in my sidebar. A few late feathers have floated in  and I will post them in Gathering Feathers tomorrow.)

shhhh

Mom always says... if you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all.

So , without naming names....just let me say, it is very sweet of you to enjoy my photos, but please do not use them as your own.

Was that nice enough?

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some old scrap, folded over, stiched and dyed,

seems stronger now.

 

the mother ring

Today's ring is an Egg.  And the birth of a new something.

Today mom made me pie. And did puzzles, her afternoon exercise.

I showed her this idea.

And stitched this.

Thinking 'Mothering'.

 I drove home in a flurry of snow.

holiday leftovers

a little wind and everything changed. maybe this one will be done by next year.

maybe not.

see ya then anyway.

...and in looking at my records over the last few days, i notice someone has been taking the time to look at  almost every post on this blog, so thank you whoever you are for taking such interest....

friday at mom's

this is a section of a little quilt i made for mom years ago. some of you might even remember it. i was looking at it and revisiting the bird idea.  this is the time of year that the crows gather. 

i love the eyes.

after we went grocery shopping, i did a bit more stitching. i like how the bottom of the feather has a hint of nine patch in it.  and how the colored leaves are feather-like

mom said, "how about a toast? to you, and me...

and everyone else."

so cheers.