I have temporarily removed the center silk panel. It is slightly smaller than the opening and I want to extend it a bit. And I am looking at this. How it is a way of holding center. In some lighter way. A focus on a sense of center that might not be apparent otherwise. Holding nothing but then not. A place. Placekeeping. I will hold that thought in my mind for further consideration.
And then, how the frame floats. How easily it could be pulled out of shape. Softened by that. A kind of liquid frame. I will hold that thought too.
Because here and now, I will be continuing with the other thought. Extending the silk centerpiece.
I will stitch the inner edge of the patchwork frame, catching all layers. And then cut away the excess cotton lawn*- inner frame close to that stitching line by lifting the outer edge of the frame out of the way, but I will show all that later. Managing the layers. I will create a page at Feel Free for seams but not today.
* Lawn cloth or lawn is a plain weave textile, originally of linen but now chiefly cotton. Lawn is designed using fine, high count yarns, which results in a silky, untextured feel. The term "lawn" derives from "Laon", a city in France, which produced large quantities of linen lawn.
Truth is, I ( We) will be wandering off for a bit soon. To look for America maybe. I will add a Stray Cat page to Feel Free this week. And gather up some stray videos from here and there so they are all in the same place.
November has been more like I remember October to be. So far.
But after some steady rain, most of the leaves are down and we can again see through the ring of trees that surround us.
Giving us the sense of less stuff and more room. A longer view.
This helps a lot to alleviate the confinement of the colder months.
The sunrise was golden.
There is cloth hanging everywhere. Unrolled and in view for winter when there will be more indoor time for considering.
I added another ring of blue to this one. Continued from here. And maybe yet another I am thinking. A stray can oftentimes be seen staring into the distance. Held by colorful memories. A long view through will be handy. I could call these space makers Consider-RINGS. Space to dream. Wonder.
This morning, I pinned a new nine over and earlier nine. Remember Nine for Peace? Started here and then continued here and pictured here. Nine for Peace has become a backdrop for a lot of my goings and considerings. As I pinned this one once called Cornered and then Flow to this cloth, I renamed it. Nine for waves, no Nine for Making Waves. Yes, that holds more intention. Stirring. I thought about Nine for Knowing Waves but that is to big. Assumes too much. I want to remain smaller. To know that.
I looked back, found post 2345, the day something struck me. I cannot start over. I cannot erase self or time. Doings and goings. They are done and gone. But then not really. They got me here. Story. I might,though, keep going and try to Feel Free, be Free. In some small way just shed the the small ambitions that promise a bigger me. I think... what it is like to feel free might be close to starting anew. Making space for it.
So here we go then. I have set up a new tutorial space to support my sharings here. I am calling it Feel Free. And I'm working on it. Free is no small undertaking. I'll start by talking about it for a few days. Still a bit in between.
A cold wind blew in last night. And the storm seems to be weakening. I think all the crickets in the woods found a way in during the wee hours of the morning. They are all here singing, quite loudly, together..."it's nice and warm in here, oh yeah!"