Storms abound in this quilt.
But there is sanctuary, too.
One window still in progress
There’s that wool challis from a scarf my mother wore
there’s a piece from those childhood curtains
rayon overalls with scenes from NYC
one corner of this roof was dipped in my indigo pot
Adding stitched lines is new.
Committed. And aware my efforts may not work how I want them to — do the added lines unify? Or create more distracting patterning? I shall have to wait and see.