windthread

going through the baskets,  looking for sooo small fragments

this suddenly appeared.

it's one of Jude's scraps,  Jude Hill.  One of her paper piecing 3's…each the size of a postage stamp.  I've never seen this before but maybe i saw it from it's "right side" rather from this Other side,  what i am thinking as the Private side of things.  It has no weight.  Really.  I pick it up and it has no weight.  So fragile and a rip in the right square here,  just from the threads separating for their own reasons.  I don't like or use the word …precious.  But it's the word that came….so,  if this word means that your breath is taken away,  that you close your eyes and hold it to your heart,  then…precious.  Tenderly elegant….i can't tell you…..