"How Stories Tell Each Other"
I think this one is done. Maybe a border, but not today. It was started a year ago, some of the stories have faded, but others showed up. Today I wondered if maybe all of my pieces could/should just be titled "Story".
Stitching has been beyond slow this last week, almost at a standstill. I don't know if it's the shift into autumn, this season in life, or what, but I find myself with very little to say. There's a lot going on, and not, and last Saturday night, somewhere between the airplane and getting home, my knitting bag fell by the wayside- the yarn, needles, favorite knitting supplies, best reading glasses, a half knit sock (I had just turned the heel), and my wallet were inside. Didn't realize it until Monday. Sometimes I just overwhelm myself.
