because of all the RAIN, i continue to see the changes with the rocks...
Rain seeps into the porous parts, allowing the Beauty to shine. They are stunning. and i can squat next to one for so long, just admiring.
that Tie Dye from the thrift shop. months ago. Sun faded. but still...
but is this about LUST?, no. so...what IS?.........
This. This is about Lust. This is
our Spirit Cloth brother, Montana Joe of Manhandled Threads on Jude's side bar, Joe, had been talking on his blog about opening his Shop again. so i kept looking. nope. nope. nope. and then
SUDDENLY, yes! and right there, was HER. and i was FILLED WITH LUST! it's been a Long Time since that feeling, but it filled me to my bodily edges and then beyond. i know something about lust, how it rises up, like a fever, but then subsides. so i asked him to hold her a little so i could see if it would last through that initial RUSH. and i remembered being asked to do Horse and Lama care for a week and had said no. because i really don't want to keep doing those things. I really just want to make cloth. but then, i thought about how my son's first and only child will be born at the end of September and how i really want to Honor her...little Giana Alluvial Fan, who will be a very girly girl because of her mother, but also will be my son's daughter and so.
i took the horse care job and said YES to Joe and today, she arrived. Fiona. named after my Guinea Hens who were beautiful in the same way.
i want to make her things. in a certain way, i want to make her things for my son. and i know what an Effort it seems to be to haul out my mother's old Singer Featherweight, which is such a Beauty but has that electical cord that i trip over both literally and figuratively. i wouldn't do it.
but ....this, Fiona....no cord. just waiting to make Her stitches. Waiting to make pinafores that have many pockets to hold fishing lures and catch and release pliers. she will be a Fly Fisherwoman, this little girl. and she will need these pinafores. yes. and i can do it with this
truly Magnificant Machine. Oh, and EEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeee, just look.