last night i went for a walk
it was late, after nine already and the air was crisp
the night was dark, the full moon gone
even the streetlamps seemed dimmer than usual
when i walk, for the first 20 minutes i am in my head
not really noticing anything around me
lost in thought... what i've been doing, what i'm going to do - the usual sort of stuff
and as the noise in my head gets quieter, the world creeps in
and that's usually when i look up
last night when i looked up, the sky was awash with stars
glittering, twinkling, so many that the sky truly shimmered
it was amazing!
and when i came home, i sat down and did this...
no metallic threads here, no shimmer or glimmer
just my own little constellation of softly coloured stars and snowflakes
in my usual palette of blue-grey and whitish-greyish-beige, like greige, only whiter
with clusters and clumps of french knots up above, and in between, on each scallop of lace, an elongated smyrna cross
stitched on a piece cut from an old damask napkin, and layered with bits and pieces of old, discarded linens that i am re-working into something new
this is a new section for my wrapping cloth and so far, it's my favourite!