just cloth

Today, this is enough. Just cloth.  The one in front, a very old cotton sateen, yellowed with age. The one behind, cotton and linen, handwoven by me. With little holes to let the light in. Also yellowed with age. When you weave cloth, sometimes that's enough. You touched it, it has story, and the embellishment is part of its structure. I am in love with that. Because there is a real relationship there. A kind of deep understanding.  It took a lot of patience to weave this. Although I do find a thread that is linen blended with cotton a lot easier to handle than just linen, especially when it comes to tension.  And in return this cloth has had the patience to endure which  is gift enough. Sometimes that is just enough. Today it is actually more than enough.