Spirit Cloth

a leftover dot

...i caught sight of this while sewing in mom's back yard yesterday.... so today, even though i am focused on squares, a dot could be a door, i don't know how i missed that one...and i am reminded of this post....

a soft transition

the new year has come in on the classic "little cat feet".... after an amazingly beautiful fall... bright, shiny and crisp....winter is quite soft and grey, but a wonderland all the same.  each morning for the last few days, it has snowed gently, and as the sun rises, the landscape is lightly dusted in white. it is quiet and i feel like each day is a clean slate.

...i have eased myself into the journal format for my new work and i am pleased with the gentle path it is making. i continue to stitch slowly on the piece i called walking, part of which is displayed in my new banner. there is a nice quietness about it and it has the feel of winter.  the beasts walking along the bottom have been left subtle and the cold moonlight is a growing maze that has become dominant in the cloth's design. it's a dot but it is breaking up into something quite logical. i am playing with dark and light. just practicing a little magic while i prepare to begin the bigger cloth.

...by midday the snow has been disappearing, still cold but walking outside is pleasant. i am stitching to record that path we find through winter some how. the real journal entries will be interrupted now and then  with my regular musings. i think that is the path i will take.

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making things

there is no view of the moon tonight. so i made my own.

december dots

a dot could be edgeless if it is glowing.

a dot could be a memory, weightless and far away in the past, but awfully heavy when brought back into the present. this is a paper mache  christmas ornament, one of the first things i remember making. too heavy for the tree, but mom saved it anyway.