
the basin – day 86
















When we Whisper our dreams, do they fall away from us
Are they a soft spring rain lit by the morning sun.
the making of dreams are held in rainbows and wishes.
Whispers fall like the promise of a long awaited spring, swaying in the winds that shape our dreams.
crafting is resilient to all of the modern gadgets and continues to be reborn. ![]()
Happy New Year. I needed to create a ball of cotton for knitting. As I needed 350 gr for the project, I kept weighing the huge ball.
I was gifted some years back with more than a dozen spools of weavers cotton from the 1960. The cotton is a lace weight and my Gemini Pullover by Jan Richards needed a heavier weight. So, I matched two colors, rigged a rack and some poles to easily create the above ball of cotton.
Geschichten mitten aus dem Leben; über Momente die uns prägen, Freude, Schmerz, Hoffnung und Schicksal dem wir täglich begegnen. Ein kleiner Blick ins Innere, ein Blick hinter die Tür.
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