Spirit Cloth

Forest

8:30 AM

Last night, In the muted cloud filtered moonlight, I was suddenly sitting IN one of Valerianna's paintings. I have one right here. On the wall in front of me. It wasn't rolled up but sandwiched between rolls of cloth to keep it safe.

Her calendars are on sale now, I love her work and the life she celebrates. The simple nature of it. Reminds me of Simpler Times. Simple is no small thing these days.

I'm going to take a few stitches. I'll put them here later...

Later... 9:35 AM

I put the eye there. Sooner than expected. You saw it, I didn't, but we are in this together. I have a whole stack of patches with new eyes. Ready.

 

Vision

I'm mending this quilt again, so I can wash it and pack it.

I never did finish the eyes on some of the cat blocks.

Again I am reminded that I need new eyes.

And the older less "art" driven cloths are my favorites.

Because they were just blankets.

Joy is a simple thing.

Language

Yes I said.

 

Exactly.