This morning I finished this. I added some small details and changed its name to Nine Lives in memory of sweet Was. I t is a simple piece and it says so much. Like a life, it is a map of days that leaves evidence of going and the freedom in that. And it has a sense of continuing within a natural order, yet without limits. And I caught myself petting that one velvet square, it is soft like her. So it just seemed to fit.
And I, forever changed, have renamed the nine patch, in her honor. A small thing maybe, just a way to look at this magical arrangement with new eyes. The Nine Lives patch.
There are many more things that could be said. But I will not say them. I have lost a few days of emails and blog posts and such so forgive me if I did not answer or comment. I will not go back there.
