These are some bits of my time at the Raven's Nest. We named it this summer. I drew the lettering above the doorway and Joe drew the feather. It was a healing bit of collaborative art the evening before we left for home.
It's hard to believe it had been over three years since I had seen snow. I had forgotten winter, a little. Her bite against your skin, the crunch of boots walking, and the quiet. The sun came up each morning with indigo blue and set with salmon pink. The icy world sparkled in midday, frost and snow covering everything. The cold had turned the recent snow into stalagmite looking crystals, growing from the ground. Some of it even looked like piles of feathers or giant snowflakes. I was reminded how much my soul loves seasons.
In between the wintry walks and time spent laughing with those women I love, some quilting did get done. I learned a few tips and tricks from my Aunt and I sewed up some samples of designs. Loving some and laughing at others. Using your needle to draw requires one to connect differently with hands and feet and sewing machine all working together. I have more quilting bits to share next week.
Happy weekending to you….