handstories

moon stories

    Moon stitching on old silk (faintly blue from the end of indigo season) using Jude's dimensional face techniques.  She looks a bit worried.  Maybe it's because she was mostly stitched in the dim light of evening?  

    I even bumped into myself, discovering another needle in the path.

    I'm not worrying about any of it, just stitching and going along, thinking of the fast and fun art that happened in the Pre-K classroom this quilt used to live in.

    "Stories of the Moon"

    Painting is going along in much the same manner.  We had our last class of the term yesterday.  With some wheeling & dealing of schedules with the teachers of the two classes I work with, I'm happy I get to take the class again next term.

    And there was snow last night!  It's turning to slush now with the rain, but it was pretty at midnight.

in search of light

    Sunlight is elusive these days- lots of rain, gray skies, and the cold arrived last night.  Thank goodness for oranges, bites of light.  

    I find myself trying to plan the days around when the light might come through the front window, where the stitching happens.  Dipping into some of Deb's brightly dyed cloths helps to add a warm glow to things.

making sunshine

    Thinking a bottle of sunlight is in order . . . if you stitch it, it will come?  I hope so.  

    We will probably be standing outside for three hours today at Moon's ultimate frisbee tournament, and this gray rainy weather won't be welcomed.  Also, hoping to take photos for a shop update tomorrow . . .

    We'll see what the day brings.

with hibernation on the mind

    Squoze (squeezed? squoozed?) a sail in there.  Still need to fill the boat with something besides daydreamings.  

    There's been some knitting, too, two sleeves.  

    It's been pouring and pouring.  Too dark to stitch, paint, think.  Took a nap.  Reheating the leftovers... a casserole-like thing that involves mashed potatoes, apples, mushrooms and cheese.  Our new favorite.  Need a bigger dish, so there will be even more.

    The sleeves are quite cozy as they are, even if I never get to the rest of it.

needing starlight to star by

    What an absolutely blustery day.  I accidentally got up an hour early, and had to wait and wait for some daylight to stitch by.  Even stars are hard to stitch in the dark.  I suppose there's a paradox in that, ha. 

rain & quiet

    "On we go . . ."

    "For holding"

    "Twinkling in the wholeness"

    Last night there were hours of listening to the pouring rain through the open window above my head.  Today is gray and quiet.  I think there will be more rainbow stitching today.  Wishing everyone a peaceful weekend.

    New pieces in the shop.

how to bring the rain . . .

    Started up the indigo bucket on a gloriously sunny, but not too hot day.

    The next day the clouds moved in, and the indigo went to sleep.

    Luckily, there is plenty to play with for now.

weathering

    Things seemed quite gray this weekend . . . sky & mood.

    A short walk through the Tilth gardens was a nice moment of rainbow.

orbs

    The moon is growing, along with its rainbow rings.

    Yesterday the Seattle skies were filled with smoke from the nearby wildfires.

    Sending out thoughts for the three fire fighters who died last week.      

movement

    Spiders hatching outside our kitchen window, it's about the size of a small pea.

    A new cloth that I've been thinking about.  Hoping it will share with others the feelings of peace and hope that I've always found in company of the sea and the night sky.

    I hadn't stitched much in the last couple of weeks- too busy, too hot, too unsettled.  With the first few stitches a relaxing relief washed over . . . the needle movement, the thread pulling through, the blue . . . it was all good.

    And the storms . . . summer storms with lightning and thunder and drenching thick rain . . . very good.