A Free Form Friday.
No place to go.
And the hickory has turned, while the oaks are just beginning. I made these photos look a bit old, simply because it seems like I have been here before. I like that thought and felt like sharing the feeling.
The little loose drawn patches, from a while ago have begun to catch my interest for several reasons. But as a crossover to my paper work most of all. Been mostly reconsidering paper in the background. Weaving is still what drives my dreams. There has been less time to do but plenty of time for tea. And to imagine.
