In the midst of a life abundant with intangibles, progress that I can touch is sanity-saving.
Stitch by stitch I have something to show for my time.
Rhythm and flow, moving forward.
Laundered clothes get dirty. Full bellies become hungry. Swept floors gather dust and hair and a thousand tiny pieces of paper from busy scissors.
But a stitch is a stitch and it stays that way.
Aestlight Shawl in Dream in Color Smooshy, cloud jungle