pinned on the back of the Diaries Cloth. I think i wanted to know what it would look like as a centerpiece to a large, "real" quilt, one that could be an actual sleeping quilt...like laundered in a machine. Like my Tina Quilt that over time and use becomes more. Becomes soft and MORE. Maybe some day. it's a whole different Thing. The Diaries Cloth would not even exist if laundered. It almost doesn't exist already just from desert sand moving on its surface. So many of the choices of cloth were already full of life lived. It remains Out, hanging on the cloth line, the Goats move under and through it. I'll take it down soon and fold it up again, Put it away in one of the containers of stuff that i will leave during Evacuation. Knowing it's there. Knowing i am leaving it. This is something to think about too.
i went back to the archives this morning, to try again, see if anything felt different and it did...but brought so many questions, so many ummmm, unsettled feelings. Am just letting it be as it is for now. What i came away with for sure, is missing the dying. Down at B, there's madder root. Old enough this year.
Marti...thank you. HUGE thank you for that link
