A bit of progress for the Magic Feather Project. A beaded quill for one and a red blotch for the other. The third is still gestating. As I stitch, I wonder what these little pieces will be a part of and who might touch or count the rainbow beads. And I take pleasure in the mystery.
I noticed the plum tree to the right of the table has been totally stripped of its plums. The table is where the squirrels sit to eat, I had to sweep their mess off to take the photos. They have a good life.
So do I, and I'm grateful to even have this little plum tree with no plums.