I found a glossy 'ladybug' poppy in the garden today. A beauty! I didn't know what sort of poppies I'd planted, back in the winter, as they were just a sprinkling of seeds in an unmarked envelope. Love the ladybug variety.
I've been thinking about making a few Christmas presents (I usually make a few, buy a few) and I remembered the bag shown above, made a few years ago. The great thing about this design is that it uses small pieces of fabrics you might have lying around. It's also a nice way to showcase a special piece you've been saving.
I'm just making final checks and will publish the pattern (dimensions/instructions really) tomorrow.
This evening I came across a beautiful poem shared by Megan. With her permission, I share it here. It's called 'Next Time', by William Stafford.
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Next time what I’d do is look at
the earth before saying anything. I’d stop
just before going into a house
and be an emperor for a minute
and listen better to the wind
or to the air being still.
When anyone talked to me, whether
blame or praise or just passing time,
I’d watch the face, how the mouth
had to work, and see any strain, any
sign of what lifted the voice.
And for all, I’d know more — the earth
bracing itself and soaring, the air
finding every leaf and feather over
forest and water, and for every person
the body glowing inside the clothes
like a light.
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