"And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom." Anais Nin
an open heart is woven from strips of thrifted and felted woolens. I've always liked red with deep, dark brown. Still figuring out the very top, to weave or not to weave. The wool backing is bulky but its roughness is lovely -- may use a branch to hang it like the Bee did here.
The only cotton fiber in the piece is a written-word strip of muslin with the above quote. Am not sure whether to weave it in or leave it as a long float.