Pansies are everywhere now -- in the garden, in pots and windowboxes. A heart sampler has been incubating for a few weeks now -- the bottom petal of the pansy flower is heart-shaped. Mercury Retrograde guides us to look back -- when I did, I relived my first flower memory, the pansies in my mother's garden, at about three or four years old.
Looking back helped me to go forward.
The sampler took form. Both the pansy and my memory are stitched onto it. A good beginning, I think.
The pansy is dyed rayon, the center is wool and silk. That cotton square is the next heart. Sort of a mosaic vibe.
More pansies from sitting on my butt in front of the TV last night -- these are all wool felt. I don't know much about them yet, we're still getting to know each other, but I do know they won't be on the long cloth.
When you look back, what is the first flower you remember and how old were you?