September's project of harvesting indigo from our gardens and then dyeing with the indigo seems so very far away from today's snowy, windy and cold weather. Today I'm finishing up a piece I started last month...just a study of sorts, in texture, color and placement, using birch bark bits, acorn caps and poppy seed heads.
I'm reading Upstream, Selected Essays by Mary Oliver. I think of her work as sacred text. Her words sometimes make me tear. Or inhale sharply with their raw truths and crystalline insights.
"Attention is the beginning of devotion."
Oh, yes. Paying attention. With thread and needle and cloth today.