Edge-y

P’s coverlet made it safely through the washer and dryer. Now a carefully saved bit of Deb Lacativa’s dyed thread is finishing it off …

As Grace suggested, and as Jude has often counseled, the stitched words are buried in the double-gauze middle so they don’t show on the front …

The edge is composed of softly fringed layers, the better to soothe P to sleep in her new big girl bed.

And really, it’s not done done. I will continue to embellish front and back …

Playing off the motifs from Parker’s outgrown baby clothes …

or stitching secret words on the back … whatever they may be.

P.S. The post title also refers to our current state of limbo as we hope a possible offer on our house comes through in time to secure a contract on a house we hope to move to.

Metta

This just wanted to be …

I needed to take small stitches …
And when I wondered what to do with the spaces between the words, I found inspiration at Penny Berens’ blog 

Drew carefree lines …

and let myself go …
even reaching back in time to Jude’s Considering Weave, a firm foundation …
Then found this on the New York Times 
and took in the sheer beauty of it. 
May we all be happy …

Reverie

When I stitch, I ponder. And wanting to be present to the fire dangers faced by those in California, I wanted to stitch metta …

I learned about metta from Grace, but hadn’t (yet?) made it a personal practice. So I looked online to learn more. And found variations, which freed me to put words together in different ways. 
Recently gifted with two hand-dyed linen cloths (more about that someday soon), I decided to use both. One a soft coral madder, the other a flinty logwood. They brought to mind sunrise and ash clouds. 
Deb Lacativa’s threads evoked both sun-tinged clouds and fire-rimmed hills … the browns and greens of tall trees … the quenching gift of water …
And as often happens, the back became as important to me as the front. 
I don’t know where I’m headed with this. It may be just the making of it is all that it needs to be. So I will continue to stitch and hope for the safety of all on Grace’s hill … for the health and happiness of those who surround it … and ease for us all on this day that commemorates peace.