a couple things i love
these are whites that were dyed with onion skins maybe close to three years ago? i stitched them together in an effort to organize. very loose running stitch. and i can't remember why i pinned them to this curtain in the first place, but they have remained there and i can honestly say that i admire them every single day. and i thought of them today in connection with the What If Diaries.
when i was looking for White, i unearthed this. i have no idea what made the marks anymore. some dye pot or another. an artifact. but...isn't it Beauty full? and as i was looking at it i remembered and there in the corner
this Mend. not Properly done, or even, neat, really, but to me, oh so artfull. like some kind of wild night insect.
and then i spent a good chunk of the day up at the old folks home with Alz B and her youngest daughter who is visiting her from Seattle. Home, and finally, the day when i could stand it no longer. the bedroom is tiny. there is a full size futon bed. there WAS a huge heavy old dresser with mirror across that took up the entire end of the room, leaving maybe 2ft between it and the end of the bed? about 3 years ago, i asked the neighbors if they might want it . yes. and we spent an entire day almost inching it out of the bedroom, down the small hall and out the back door. i replaced it with two 3ft wide x 6ft tall utility shelving units. on the one side, two of the shelves are for my clothes. the rest is for cloth. and when i was looking for White, i made an incredible mess. so the afternoon was spent trying to correct that. some. the Dalai Lama, pinned to the wall by the door gave me his humorous approval. saying...it's ok, grace. he always says that. it's ok, grace.
and that's it. hoping for something a little more uhhhh, well, just something a little More tomorrow.
