+ Her Barefoot Heart
i see darkness.
mourning
what was
and what
never was.
i see bruises.
life tends to give you those.
i see the softness of
melted butter
and early morning sunshine.
and maybe
a teensy bit
of fear.
let’s review: julie daley posted a photo on facebook that set me whirring.
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I notice the movement in the quilting stitches, flowing diagonally with and against the parallel weave. The flow intrigues me, draws me…
oh, sugar, it is so like you to notice that detail. xoxo
Whirring is good, blooming and doing too…
hey, sugar. yeah, love whirring. sounds more cardio-oriented than it feels, tho. . .
This made me gasp out loud with its beauty. Thank you, thank you. xo
oh, sugar, i thank you. seriously. deeply. hugely.
Oh. Tears in my eyes. Thank you.
This split me open. I love it. Suffering and hope, all in one. So true.
and in such a small package. the entire cloth is about 6 inches tall and 3 inches wide. thank you. thank you.