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stitched in place.  as far as i know.  This cloth will take a lot of looking.   Once again,  i am finding self drawn to these incongruent scraps.  I wonder why,  a little,  but more,  i want to find the way that they can work to tell the story of Wolf.    I didn't choose them to be together here,  they came together and just were about Wolf.  

so stitched in place,  mostly in the heat of the day.  It has become summer.   Inside the tin house it was 102 today.  I guess time for the Swamp Cooler but i always put that off so long,  as long as i can,  just soaking in the heat.  Which if you are still enough mid day,  and the oscillating fan is repeating it's mantra,  is really very loving.   Mornings are elegant,  evenings slowly let the heat go.  Nights are Fine and cool.  So just Mid Day.  All of the four leggeds rest then,  seek shade, and rest.  Stitching is like resting.

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  1. Michelle in NYC Avatar
    Michelle in NYC

    102 !!! Wowie. If it’s dry heat it’s easier but that’s hot.
    Nice if stitching is like resting and love your description
    of the whole day into the night. Here is coolish and I still
    sleep wrapped in my comforter. Good night Grace.

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  2. .cynthia Avatar
    .cynthia

    ..such different worlds..it was 39 degrees this morning..a bear is ripping things apart across the valley..moving from one road to the next. because people are cautious and he is not finding what he wants….the small hoop houses have the fabric pulled back and the rice is such a vibrant green..almost ready for the soon to be flooded paddies…and i wait for the iris to open
    and you are in 102 degrees..
    i like this time..double clicking on the cloth that waits…thinking o Wolf..and knowing that my curiosity will be surprised..the emotional pull ..but mainly right this minute..i hope the clouds will burn off..it has been gray and dark since last saturday and i am ready for spring..even though solstice is just weeks away…and i not only sleep wrapped up like michelle…i have a fleecy hoodie over flannels…as i take my morning walk around the garden..(huge smiles..as i WALK around the uneven grounds of my garden )
    gentle day grace

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  3. patriciaspangler47@gmail.com Avatar
    patriciaspangler47@gmail.com

    their story is evolving–the “incongruent” scraps really making a lot of sense. the red. the dark. the intersections of woven strips. where things meet and cross and co-exist or not. watching.

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  4. grace Avatar
    grace

    the night could not have been more perfect…sleep with a sheet
    and a soft breeze through the window.
    This morning, 58 degrees….cool and perfect again.
    Desert
    I always hesitate to use the Cooler…necessary then to close
    windows, in “the heat of the day”, close the door if it is
    to be cooooooooooool inside, and it’s to big a loss to me,
    the closing off, closing in. Somewhere in July i’ll need to
    but not yet.

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  5. grace Avatar
    grace

    taking your new hip for a walk….teaching it how Cynthia needs
    her days to be….i am so happy, WALK, the uneven ground
    of your garden. So good, these words.
    and here, no rabbit, no bear, but the
    MOCKING BIRD
    is in the Sing all night mode, and it’s not singing it’s the
    incessant vocalizations, he must have well over 20 different
    ones, one after another, repeating, circling around, LOUD
    and in the close dead Russian Olive. I put the other pillow
    over my ear.

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  6. grace Avatar
    grace

    yes. co exist or not. the tension of it.

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  7. Mo Crow Avatar
    Mo Crow

    listening

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  8. grace Avatar
    grace

    amazing, really. It’s TOTALLY QUIET, as in SILENT around here
    at night. The occasional distant dog, but otherwise,
    SILENT.
    and this time of season, that bird. LOUD and CLEAR just SOOOO LOUD

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  9. Marti Avatar
    Marti

    Wolf honored by this cloth; so much here that I take literally and that is telling me an important story:
    Overlaying cloth – sky and beautiful brown marked cloth on right side and other places -wolf habitat, their ground.
    Red cloth- blood spilled and it is so interesting to me that this red blood cloth has an elegance in its lace, as do wolves.
    Woven strips – the connectedness of all living things.
    Opening in the weave -a path/portal to understanding that nature is wild but with respect and knowledge, comes awareness and understanding. The straight gold threads- illumination, the straight red threads- awareness of the wild.
    Broken red stitch outside of the opening – some people will always see wolves as threats. Still another way to look at the opening, is to see it as the wolf’s headstone, acknowledgement and admiration of it’s true self, wild and noble and those thread lines in the opening evoke this.

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  10. grace Avatar
    grace

    your words create beauty Full images, each and help me
    see further where to go

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  11. Dana Avatar
    Dana

    The description of a desert morning as elegant is perfect. Even though I have not lived in the desert for almost sixty years, I still remember the mornings…quiet, crystalline and elegant.
    Your wolf cloth has begun to speak.

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  12. Mo Crow Avatar
    Mo Crow

    mockingbird is a trickster spirit, a sacred clown

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