Spirit Cloth

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Memorial for our Ragmate

Michelle Slater

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For Michelle

We will miss you.

Open Air

Good Morning!

Always, there are open air ceremonies with cloth.

This one could be finished. But I know it's not. It is already useful as a blanket though.

All day hanging in the crisp September air, hoping no birds would shit on it. They always come sit on the clothes line. But yesterday was windy and hanging big cloth scares them away I think. 

I like how the two sides come face to face here. 

I will let this, HEAL aka Regenerate, rest. Turn my attention to GROW aka Reach. I'll rummage through what's here looking for something like compost.

Calculating the span of Heal (ing)

A Nest of Days is serving me well  a resting place for new clothwork.

This one grew a bit, just a single layer of muslin overlapped and stitched.  One layer, the center is 3. That might be managed later.

The man is, in the meanwhile, sanding the table.

I think we best heal from the inside out.  I can stretch and touch the edge, while my heart remains the center.

No stitch today but this exercise is also doing. Getting into the spirit of the thing. I made a video but it became a bit too brazen with no bra. Maybe if I wasn't going on 70. Ha! Feeling Free  but not that free. So here is a less offensive snapshot I cropped out of it.