July 18, 2014 in ceremony, hands, looking, winged | Permalink
Flying Near 9 Moons.
I named the moment. Naming things is sort of like telling a story in as few words as possible. Some days it is harder than others.
July 07, 2014 in clarity, impressions, moons, naming things, nine lives patch, stories, winged | Permalink
It is raining and raining and raining.
So I am inside with cloth.
. . . . . . . . .
I'm thinking about vibration.
How it extends reach.
June 10, 2014 in Cloth is like self, filling space, HOME, measuring, notes to self, quilt stories, redefinition, self portrait, sense, the magic feather project, thread, unplugged, winged | Permalink
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