October rushes through, scattering wrappers all about the house.
The gardens bring about relief from the buzz of sugar
Every good and perfect gift, really is from above.
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
November - Gold and Grey 2013
Sewing is such a therapeutic effort, a collecting of frayed edges, within a yarn, a thread that can make it well. November is a healing, thankful time. Earth is collecting all the worn and spent blooms, gathering fodder to renew the soil again. My soul is gathering. Gold and grey, seldom red. Quiet joy by a fire's warmth, a small fire, steady, never over-heating the box, but steadily. A flicker of red, too robust will spend the strength.
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