When I heard of a group that was collecting quilts for victims of hurricane Sandy, I thought that was something I could do. Turned out to be a bigger something than I expected, but here is one of six pinwheels for the quilt. The fabrics are from my stash, many from the AA Christian School dedication quilt we made. Now that the layout is done, the sewing is going easily, with some time out for Christmas cards in the mix. Joy!
Hands open with grace and gratitude
Been helping Taylor photograph her portfolio, so I’ve not been doing much fiber for the last week, but I started a sampler “wisdom by bits” that is waiting for finishing. Thought I had the layout, stitched the top, and the ensemble was still bugging me. I’m listening to my voices, so mom helped do a little fixing, and I have a little more to go. So for now, just a “snippet”!
9 Patch continued
9 Patch
Small blessings
I like working on small projects with my hands; I find it relaxing and a way to create thoughtful space. With Kels and Taylor gone I’ve had some quiet time to think, and create.
If I’m made in the image of God, what part of this image needs drawing out? How can I let go of the mold I am in? What kinds of shaping need to happen in my life? How can I listen for God’s voice?
These small creations will eventually become cards that can become blessings for others. How can I bless someone near to me tomorrow?
Light
More green
More water
The original theme was water, but it needed a focal point I thought. Decided to do a rock (which looks more like an open tomb) as had just finished our Wisdom installation at church, and had images of doorways to wisdom anchored in rocks in my head. How can wisdom be solid and yet grow? I started with oil pastels – next time I will use watercolor pastels on top of water color! Still unfinished.
Water unfinished
Unfinished
The sunrises have been beautiful this week. Yesterday, looking down the Huron river towards the dam the sun washed the clouds with peach highlights, the mist drifted through the trees, and the river echoed back the soft watercolor hues.
My journal entry isn’t quite there yet. A good reminder that life is a process. Good to know where you are going. Better yet to be present and enjoy each and every moment of the journey.
God, may I be present in the moments of this week. May I drink in the beauty and life around me. May I breath out this life to those around me.











