Spirit Cloth

For Michelle

We will miss you.

Well, Hey

9AM here.

10AM...quilting with coffee and thinking.

10:30 AM, the late indigo is struggling to set seed, a good chance of first frost looms.

I wonder if I have enough light inside for it to continue? I want skylights, more windows. But I need to get the chimney fixed. Grow lights maybe? 

So ok, comments show if I use my phone browser for now. Plans to make some changes, but for now, just going. Dealing with it. My struggles seem small really. Summer Bitch is fading, Winter Bitch is waiting. It's a renewable resource.

Coma Time

Cooler nights.

Coma is the second cloth layer when the nights cool.  There have been a few. Good deep sleep.

I whispered to myself. (the Man was still sleeping)

The garden whispered. Rise and shine.

Heat is returning. Promises of a warm Fall. Maybe the deer compromised tomatoes will have time to bear more fruit.

Rise and Shine. Do what you need to do.

Today I need to do laundry. Actually, today I want to do laundry. I can do laundry and that can be enough. Cloth Work.

Not Part of a Plan

Just happens.

He ran between my legs when I opened the door from the porch to check on the raised bed seedlings. He leaped through the railing and ran beneath the porch and rolled in the dry dirt. I tried to catch him. He ran up the hill to the stone wall, disappeared and then reappeared from the forest. He ran around front just as the FedEx guy pulled up to deliver a much needed part to fix the shower.  He got frightened and disappeared.  I was in despair. I called and called.  I walked back up the stairs to the porch thinking oh gosh, what will happen if he doesn't find his way back?  If the fox comes? What if...? I opened the door to go in and he ran right between my legs, back to safety. This morning he has made it clear he wants to do it again.

The Man broke the axe trying to split some black locust wood. Gosh it is dense. We are getting old. I think we will need to invest in a splitter.  To be prepared for winter. Or maybe, in these strange days, just pay someone. Everyone is looking for work here. 

ClothWork just happens also.

You remember these from the other day? The explaining puzzles. The loose puzzles. That changed my path.

The green one, well you saw that one hanging on the porch yesterday. The other, just stitched to the center of the window puzzle, applique style, patchwork as applique. 

Back trimmed away to keep it thin...

Yes that is a bit of Deb's cloth, wouldn't want to waste it anyway.

I also added a couple of rows of magic squares to the sides. So now it is square. 

What a difference a day makes. 

What I love here is how it has more depth, the center seems to be far away. I can look through and deep into. 

I can leave this here now and stare through and into it for a while. Maybe name it.

It got chilly. 43 this morning. Mid June? Maybe time to do some robe work.