When all around seems chaotic
and nothing makes sense
there is always stitching at dawn.
When the sun is creeping around the trees
creating it's new day.
Before more trials begin
and after a break of sleep,
there is always stitching at dawn.
When the day ahead is complicated,
and the previous one unresolved.
Before anyone else stirs in the house,
There is always stitching at dawn.
I have loved these skeleton cow parsley plants in winter for a long time now. They are especially beautiful with the frost resting on them.
Today all the doors and windows have been open as some renovations are happening on the house. There has been a compressor, a generator, dust and noise. The worst is the whistling men though!
I have stitched these whilst my hands turned blue but it has taken my mind off it all!
