It's still too hot here, and I'm still too whiney, but I took advantage of the heat to stir up an indigo bucket.
There are cloudy moons for some stitching into story cloths.
This smocked-like stitched up business was an evening on the couch and made for the ridgedy lines below...
And little bunchings made a bunch of bubbles...
And some bigger shapes to use for the shop. When someone buys a story cloth, I like to send it off wrapped in indigo. Imagining it will be useful for the recipient, that they might find a way to turn it into some dreaming of their own.
