Monday, December 1, 2014
a moonday sheet of cloth
December 1. It is now that I feel like lighting candles again, even in the daytime. It is now when flower bouquets seem to last so very long. And it is now that I need small projects to keep me grounded.
The first line on the sheet of cloth is something I found myself thinking today, I really don't know why. Possibly all the figures on my sewing table or maybe I'm still feeling the love from Thanksgiving, or it could be all of us here on Earth right now. Whatever, it is a beginning and I am looking forward to filling the page.
Today is a waxing moonday -- it is now that we begin or continue to carefully tend the seeds we have imagined into being.
Grow, baby, grow.