112 - Night

On this day

 May 25th 2104

Midnight

The cloth now calls for stillness after long days of stitching.  Each time it rests I find new forms.  I love how a  large cloth reveals itself  when not flat open.   When rolled or folded or  resting in a heap.  It recomposes itself.

It will need ties. 

But today I will feather the warm  corner.

Late night with cloth