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Things are stacking up Again...I'll be dropping a few things in the shop here and there. I do not take reservations or commissions. Supplies are sold separately through the Threadcrumbs Shop. Link up top.
Sometimes as early as mid August, leave are on the ground.
With the summer's dryness I expected that. They held on. Maybe the roots reach further. Deeper. Finding some invisible flow.
The rain always brings forth the color. Knocks the dry leaves off the branches. And they have begun to gather along the edge of the brick path outside the door. The curve of that path has become the edge of a basket, in my mind, over the years. It's sunken center has created a soft ridge that catches and holds. A never ending opportunity for sweeping. Nothing like a good sweep.
Everywhere I look I see holding.
Layers of holding. This fine web, holding on, holding rain, holding a fallen leaf, so much, even holding my attention. And for another moment maybe yours.
I glance at the Magic Cloth still hanging on the wall. Still in process. I think about carry. Hold. Carry. Hold has more stillness. Carry holds Going.
I made a test audio to put here. My audio recorder still works fine. I convert my audios into video format to avoid technical issues across the internet. The video software I use and depend on failed again this morning. I'll try again later. But it looks like I need to purchase an upgrade. A bit of a learning curve will certainly follow. So we are set for a slightly slower go for Sun Moon Stars workshop.
So the big storm brought no rain but chill on the wind.
The temperature might drop into the 50s. Tonight.
We are going. Though it seems the same, it's not.
Right now it is hard to capture the subtle change in the surroundings. The edge of season is like looking through one to catch a glimpse of another.
I'm adding a circle to Autumn Eyes. Continued from here. The circle and the nine patch is an old favorite. I like how the layering divides the space and creates a natural Oneness. And it forms in my mind like this. Like a bubble. An invisible basket? Floating across my field of vision. An elusive (lens) frame of reference. As I wait for it to settle in. Hoping to get a clearer view. It might be a Dream Catcher. Another kind of eye.
Tomorrow I will update the shop, though I've already lost interest in any kind of schedule. In Between is taking hold. Over the weekend I will do an Audio Test for Sun Moon Stars. Talk a bit about that
This morning across the studio door again. A spider's web.
Walked through it yesterday. Broke it while not taking the time to notice. I used the other door this morning.
The small woodshed is stacked with leftovers from some spring clearing and some new scrap from a caring boy's wood shop. We will be visiting regularly now to pick up this beautiful hardwood to use in the wood stove as the weather cools.
The old asphalt driveway, here since I moved in. Falling away. The man has decided to patch it with homemade cement stones. I suggested he might consider nine.
Acorn found. Acorns dropping. Time to begin gathering. I make ink, and use the tannin rich bath for dyeing. I did a bit of stitching here. To build that cross from Nine. Part of my Nine Forever/Crossroads and how it implies endless expansion of center. And the balance in that. But that is way too deep for today. Today is a be outside day.
This one has been hanging around for a while.
I want to say that I look at it and I think the moon made her blush. And eventually she will find her new face. A stray might have many faces, but they are all who she is. At the moment.
With the return of heat and damp stink, it's been hard to feel the turning.
But there is turning. And this morning I noticed it, as I do over and over again. Season unrolling.
Color caught in between. I never get enough of this deck and how it catches season. And the many eyes.
Wood eyes. Looking along with me.
You might remember this one. If you recently ran through the Whispering Color Series available though Feel FreeOnline Classes. Or if you were actually there when I ran it originally. It was #11 in the Journeyinto color. You might review the videos there. I did.
So I unrolled it and renamed it Autumn Eyes. To update it. So I might sit with it. Bring it back into focus.