Delivering local Christmas cards around the village late yesterday afternoon, I was captivated by the quiet, the solitude, and everywhere as I walked 'the loop', so much beauty. As always when I am alone, words sprang into my mind; jotted down on an old envelope - I'd forgotten a notebook, a word-whisper just happened. The top photo, along the high road, will be used in a fabric book that I have 'on the go', as will the words; these and other word-spills accompanied by photos collected both this winter and last. Layouts will follow, sitting at my art-cum-writing desk overlooking the village green, then selection of fabrics from the mountain I have been collecting, and then image transfers and stitching. My 'winter observed' will become a keepsake by which I will remember all the blogging friends who so inspire whatever I do.
Christmas Greetings, much love, and all the very best for 2011.