tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post8945048730757614842..comments2024-03-20T10:17:53.388+01:00Comments on tales from the birdhut: stitching in circles makes for a bumpy rideSaskiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974723368542754165noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-63945067763084563192020-05-27T17:16:24.660+02:002020-05-27T17:16:24.660+02:00that is sweet Liz, much obliged;-)that is sweet Liz, much obliged;-)Saskiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10974723368542754165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-35343054551525694462020-05-27T15:20:45.205+02:002020-05-27T15:20:45.205+02:00there is so much much-ness in these comments ... h...there is so much much-ness in these comments ... how cloth gives birth to thoughtLiz Ahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03397660873950991774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-26029970678066229762020-05-27T12:58:03.768+02:002020-05-27T12:58:03.768+02:00she's also helping me Grace, dealing with my n...she's also helping me Grace, dealing with my now very ill mother<br /><br />oh Nancy, babysitting, I never did that....one great advantage of being a young mother is you get a chance at being a young grandmother....with two boys I guess I'll be waiting a long time; also you maybe cope better, worry less, was it that way for you?<br /><br />no Mo, she wants an apron, and I found a turtle bead on the porch, perfect for her<br /><br />funny you should mention that Liz, I've been wanting to use topographic lines for a long time now and keep forgetting about it, but like finding that turtle bead the other day I recently unearthed (ha!) a map-printout of our area in one of my many note-books....so the idea is gestating once more, thanks for reminding me<br /><br />poignant Dana, yes it certainly felt like that, very much so because of my sick mother<br /><br />Saskiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10974723368542754165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-3989181280265052872020-05-27T02:00:42.330+02:002020-05-27T02:00:42.330+02:00Isn't the turtle the symbol for the Earth? If ...Isn't the turtle the symbol for the Earth? If so, this is an earth mother for sure. Her evolution in your hands is poignant.Danahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00761693509597939388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-22638641208433130062020-05-26T15:11:46.575+02:002020-05-26T15:11:46.575+02:00I, too, saw turtle ... and a cape
but then began...I, too, saw turtle ... and a cape <br /><br />but then began to think, how a topographic map printed on cloth could be so stitched that the cloth would become the very same terrainLiz Ahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03397660873950991774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-10595143585930674672020-05-26T04:24:56.646+02:002020-05-26T04:24:56.646+02:00Mo...a shell cape!Mo...a shell cape!Nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17185798765137874091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-11262357722683884082020-05-26T04:07:43.247+02:002020-05-26T04:07:43.247+02:00wild turtle woman, will you give her a shell?wild turtle woman, will you give her a shell?Mo Crowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09004208849028911104noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-86534678361273180722020-05-26T01:55:44.113+02:002020-05-26T01:55:44.113+02:00Yes, quite turtle-y! Sometimes our one mother is a...Yes, quite turtle-y! Sometimes our one mother is a mix of styles, traits, pros or cons. There is no one way of anything. <br />I started babysitting at nine years old and thought of nothing but mothering until I became one at twenty one. Now I'm the opposite and wonder what I was thinking in the first place. Mmm...Nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17185798765137874091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-72372477952213583162020-05-25T22:44:03.715+02:002020-05-25T22:44:03.715+02:00oh..and i LOVE that you thought of me...even more ...oh..and i LOVE that you thought of me...even more perfectgrace Forrest~Maestashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15853978388902544613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-15828428288244340532020-05-25T22:43:15.776+02:002020-05-25T22:43:15.776+02:00the skinniness and some kind of unpretentious dign...the skinniness and some kind of unpretentious dignity. her posture. How she likes laying flat out sometimes, naked. as in today...<br />it will be 102 degrees here this week. and her face too. I see<br />myself. and more, that's hard to put a finger on....a kind<br />of empty but alert presence...again, me currently.<br />the more i look at her, the more i like her...and the more<br />she is helping me understand how it is for me these days...<br />she's turning out to be way more than at first glancegrace Forrest~Maestashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15853978388902544613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-87425272165901070412020-05-25T21:57:02.521+02:002020-05-25T21:57:02.521+02:00hi Grace, the weirdest thing, I did think of you, ...hi Grace, the weirdest thing, I did think of you, I hope you don't mind me saying so, but it was the skinniness that made me think of you; you are both tough cookies, tho maybe you see something elseSaskiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10974723368542754165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-10146778555462640152020-05-25T21:39:31.324+02:002020-05-25T21:39:31.324+02:00i like her. a lot. she and i are very similari like her. a lot. she and i are very similargrace Forrest~Maestashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15853978388902544613noreply@blogger.com