All over the place

So much-ness … dyeing with windfall lichen gathered with our Austin grandkids …

playing with miniature bookmaking (and no, this is NOT the way to do it, but it photographed beautifully) …

this is more like it …

Inspired by Annick, I played with letters, names …

wondering how they might find their way onto cloth.

Meanwhile, the yard is slowly becoming, so different from the Hill Country, but yet …

echoes of that time continue.

And of course, there is stitching …

and learning, how linen and flannel may not nestle as well as one might hope …

but well enough …

And last is best, as stitching down this tiny bit of cloth …

the naming of the larger bed cloth came to me …

my heart’s compass.

The heart of the matter

It is Thanksgiving Day so I am beside myself … loving the sweet simplicity of a day devoted to fun, food and family …

There hasn’t been much time for stitching, but I’ve done a bit on rust-stained muslin from years ago that keeps rising to the top of my scrap basket. It has always made me think of sunrise, so I finally took the plunge …

backing it with a fine madder-dyed cotton gifted by Mo, stitched with a silk/cotton thread given by Jude to Deb, who worked such magic that I am beside myself with wonder …

and as I stitched discontinuous backstitch in the center and Jude’s split backstitch around the edge, I turned it this way and that …

finding at last the heart that has waited so patiently to be found.

Wishing a Happy Thanksgiving to one and all, wherever you may be. May you, too, find your heart’s content.

I get by with a little help from my friends

In the wake of epic fires in Australia, Barry Smith posted today about his latest project to spread peace. Inspired, I penned a soon-to-be-stitched response on my current work in progress …

Also this past week, Dee Mallon posted about putting her Deb Lacativa threads in a box (note: Deb is currently having a sale). Imitation being the sincerest form of flattery, I didn’t hesitate to imitate …

And how wonderful that the box was part of a welcome to the neighborhood gift from our across-the-street neighbors (along with an apple pie that is long-since gone).

Last, but not least, Fiona Dempster sent some treasures she and Barry made over at Deckled Edge Press, which are now residing on the nifty seating-cum-display-shelf in our breakfast nook …

Oh wait, there’s one more thing. My former neighbor, Connie Akers transported me to the monthly FASA (Fiber Artists of San Antonio) meeting, where we heard Jody Alexander give a phenomenal talk about Boro. I am fortunate to have two of Jody’s books in my collection (KEEP and The Boro Aesthetic), but there’s nothing like seeing (and touching) cloth up close …

There is so much inspiration to be found in this circle of Kindred Spirits … a very good thing during good times and bad.