this summer has been so wet. too wet. it is dark and rainy again. things are growing everywhere,even without sunlight. quietly. unnoticed at times. i am thinking about growth and how we often consider it a process that is positive and under our control. something that belongs to us. like growing pretty flowers.
but sometimes growth is over our heads or it surrounds us and blocks our path. sometimes growth is beyond our reach or control and makes us feel small in comparison. even so, growth is amazing.
today i am working on a few words that surround that dazed cat in the garden. i just stitched the word went.... as in "she (i) went to the garden and became tangled in green...."
this project is continued from here.
