one of those little holiday cloths has developed more deeply than expected. right along with the newly fallen snow. i love the texture of the snowy ground with its shadows of a warmer time. i was planning something quite empty and white. but then, as usual, a wanderer.
...warming the ground. leaving a scent. a trail. passing by once. or once again. a reminder of a difficult journey and the willingness to endure. and, as always, the beauty in that.
so now the scene has been changed. along with a mood. and i love how all the beautiful things in this cloth have lined up for a moment.
i am not finished with this one but i have named it. alone in winter. no. alone again in winter.
i think it contains both sadness and joy. season is like that.
i took this night picture and i am inspired to do yet another winter cloth. what if i try one with less color? isn't she lovely?
