Spirit Cloth

So many days have passed in June

The deer seem to have plenty to eat as the green has filled every space. I see them along the edge of the woods but not much in the garden any more. They seem to be really happy with the... Read more →

Looking through Home

The cloth we call Home is draped over a glass table. And we were inside the tent it forms. Planning some windows. Read more →

Thursday

There's a chicken in the studio alternative video link and a new post over at weave Read more →

Imagining Kindness

Last night I went to sea by myself and waited for the sun to set. I was the only one on the beach. I walked home in the dark. When I was younger I was afraid in the dark. So... Read more →

Sun on cloth

It's summer. ......... A new post at Considering Weave today. Read more →

open space . closed space

Magic Feather Project Update: Mending gaps ( now beautiful scars) and finalizing the other side of the cloth called Home. It's a resting place. And this is good. ....................................................................................................................................................... Cick the weave icon above to access the direct link to... Read more →

Almost turning Summer.

Morning dyed the curtains a funny shade of green. Almost a goodbye to Spring. I made muffins because I had the time and the blueberries. While I watched the deer munching the tops off the tomatoes, the chard and the... Read more →

Welcoming Summer and Weave

I spent some time here today. A bit of shade. And cloth. And missing the Man. We really became peas in a pod over this winter we spent in one room. Soul-o, better known (maybe even officially) as Chicken, found... Read more →

Considering Weave

Ok, I think I finally got the mailing list finalized for my Summer Diaries Series. Whew. If you did not receive an email from me today and you are registered for Considering Weave, get in touch. This was the final... Read more →

Soft Monday

I got up before the sun to stitch on this cloth we call Home. Then I watched the sunrise through my old fingers. We've no real plans for today. Tomorrow I will be reaching out to all you considerers of... Read more →