Another crazy day. I'll explain some other time. I'm done with it for a while.
But joy!
After a major deer attack which mostly destroyed my garden last week... I found one squash vine still dangling and crawling outside the raised bed, surviving. We used pee, don't laugh, around the perimeter of the garden with the advice of a neighbor and what's left has been untouched since then. And there it was. A squash. And more blossoms. And Bees!
Really need to finish the fence though, probably not till fall.
And I stitched this, this kind of shattered or cracked star, a crack in the logic of the pattern, mostly grew from frustration and fatigue and not caring if it was neat. And I went with it and made it more so, and it is ok and very kind in a way. And persistent.
