A zoom convocation last night. One spoke for terror. One brought in empathy — especially concerning the coming famines. Gratitude. Gratitude always comes in. Another addressed hope. I mentioned unspeakable beauty, the fleeting exchanges between light and shadows as one example.
This morning I went to the basement in search of sleeves for my robe and found so many significant sections of patchwork that I fled back upstairs, my head exploding. Maybe it will remain a vest, after all.
Wow 🤩 I am not surprised by the beauty but always amazed at what you do with color. WOWZA!!
Thanks Tina, four days later!!
WOW!!! It looks AMAZING! (Ive got my base, that’s it) & I am SO intrigued by your basement…hahaha
My basement might make you think I suffer from mental illness. I haven’t got a path through for a robe yet. Not even a base.
Wow! The best example of polychromatic ever.
Wow is right. Thanks so much, Cheryl.
You are a rainbow! I meant to comment on this yesterday, but alas, I forgot to add that in. It’s beautiful Dee! Love the light on the wood 🙂
Hope you’re doing okay?
wearing that would surely lift one’s feet off the ground …
The colors do cheer!