Spirit Cloth

Just catching a moment...

I woke up. I looked. I wove into the edge, some old pink silk that was nearly to thin to stand on its own. I need time I said to myself. Then, the hearty laugh I needed so badly.

Mind's Eye

This flower, it almost looks like cloth.  I can enjoy that. That thought works for me.

But not the cat face, now mentioned, in the Heart of Season piece, I did not see it or intend it, now I cannot un-see it. 

I am working on it, but ...

...the power of suggestion is a mighty tricky thing, as we all know. 

I need, at this point, not to be misunderstood. 

Just thinking how much that might be my own fault. 

Anyway, I have some ideas but if I cannot shake it, in my head, (the mind has some rather stubborn eyes) this one will be kindling. It is getting cooler anyway.

I am laughing though.

PS- I used to have control over when my posts would be delivered by email. Not anymore, so I may post early in the morning but who knows (?) when you will be notified.  It's all becoming such a mystery...oh gosh, what if that's the point! Laughing again. 

Colored Days

Maybe 5 days now, no sun. Maybe 5 more? But oh so warm. Windows open. No sun, but oh so golden.

Late Cosmos.

Glorious porch days.

More splitting, this one seemed to bleed.

Still in-between technologies. Mostly off-line this weekend. Getting things done. Considering the humor in that. Like anything ever gets "done".