in between the rains.....
After yet again a surprising amount of water had fallen from the Summer skies within the spate of less than ten minutes, all of a sudden they were again a clear blue dotted with white cotton balls, convincingly offering the promise of a dry spell, surely lasting long enough for a morning stroll in the woods. And so it was we, that is to say Django and I, were lured out of the house and started off on our morning walk, believing we could indeed outwalk the next deluge. I glanced up every now and then wishing the distant heavenly grey tones would not rush in our direction. However, after roughly half an hour we found ourselves caught in the midst of a modest but persistent downpour: within minutes we were soaked and what with the humid, warm air it felt like wandering in nature's shower, leading to fanatasies of walking about through the woods naked and misconceptions about how nature herself was concerned with our personal hygiene.
just before it started raining.
Very close to home, I finally picked up the dead mole I had spotted about a week ago; doesn't smell badly anymore, it's just very wet indeed and needs to dry before presenting him to the OldBirdKing. What struck me first were the tiny powerful fingers, how large they are in comparison to the rest of the animal.
How both seem to be clasping, the dead flattened mole above and the sunflower all folded up after blooming brightly below, how because this holding of hands is one of my thought-threads, I seem to be seeing them everywhere; I want the earth mother and her mate to be holding hands in My World and so I have been thinking about how I am going to sew this a lot, have actually sewn them and cut the embroidery away several times as it wasn't to my liking
the heavenly bodies have been painted blue and green, I'm not sure why these colours exactly, most likely because they are my favourites and they echo the blue of the river above, not sure where all this is heading but I am pretty confident something good/important is happening......mixing the media
Very close to home, I finally picked up the dead mole I had spotted about a week ago; doesn't smell badly anymore, it's just very wet indeed and needs to dry before presenting him to the OldBirdKing. What struck me first were the tiny powerful fingers, how large they are in comparison to the rest of the animal.
How both seem to be clasping, the dead flattened mole above and the sunflower all folded up after blooming brightly below, how because this holding of hands is one of my thought-threads, I seem to be seeing them everywhere; I want the earth mother and her mate to be holding hands in My World and so I have been thinking about how I am going to sew this a lot, have actually sewn them and cut the embroidery away several times as it wasn't to my liking
the heavenly bodies have been painted blue and green, I'm not sure why these colours exactly, most likely because they are my favourites and they echo the blue of the river above, not sure where all this is heading but I am pretty confident something good/important is happening......mixing the media
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Liz, they sound so interesting those Pennsylvania Dutch frakturs you mention, especially as they are somewhat Dutch, must google to find out more; of course there'll be more pics and close-ups for the hungry few.
thanks Debbie, there certainly is a lot of stitching going on.