(Apologies for yet another marathon post. Someday I'll get back to posting regularly and briefly.)
Thinking about hills, again. A lifetime of thoughts and memories of them. Using Deb's threads to wind a story through... The front hill is from her dye pot, too. The sky is from a class a long while back.
This week I've been missing people, groups of people, faces. I try to smile at people with my eyes, hoping that they know that it's an effort towards connection.
Continuing on Cameron's block using Susan Fletcher Conway's tutorial here for stars. They're not easy for me, requiring really good light and focus, but I wanted larger filled-in stars. They're kind of wonky, but hopefully, with a few steps back, they will shine together. There will be 26 of them, one for each year of his life.
Hands representing his, holding the names of his three young boys. Grateful for Tina's gift of a rainbow of cloth to choose from for the hearts, and wishing that I had Liz's writing-with-thread skills.
Another day trip with and to my friend's sweet house. She's received both of her vaccinations, which added even more ease to our time together.
The views from the ferry were amazing that morning. The mountains seemed so big and close. About fifteen minutes after this photo was taken, we were crossing this bridge.
I gave her my most recently knitted socks and she put them on straight away. Happily they fit.
It was a beautiful day, including a stop at a nursery. She studied various plants, knowing exactly what she wanted to look at (and the scientific names of everything). I pointed out the fritillaria, "You had some in your yard when you lived across the street." She was surprised that I remembered the name. The word fritillaria is a fun one, making it easy to recall, not to mention that the checkerboard flowers are unforgettable and magical.
It's a marvel how a four inch container can hold a whole complex beautiful world. This is just the feeling I want to stitch into my little story squares.
Sitting in the sunlight stitching moonlight and starlight was delightful.
It was approaching dusk, so the lights were lit this time. Still want to come back at night to see them really glow.
