What a time we are living through.
At the end of February Ned and I went to Mexico.
I started a new little quilt because I wanted something to do in my swim suit lap.
I wanted to make something small that I could pick up and work on without thinking
but all quilts are acts of mindfulness.
I used red thread and circluar shapes and slowly found that path to my inner self.
It always works.
The weather was often windy or chilly while we were there.
Still beautiful though, to hear the waves.
My little quilt is made of light weight wool and the warmth it gave was perfect.
I couldn't stop working on it.
I continued to stitch in the plane and also in the car as we drove north towards home.
The world is in the middle of a pandemic crises.
My quilt continues to hold me safe.
Doing it helps me.
We're in self isolation now and still I continue and continue.
Continuing to stitch this little quilt.
A red star in my sky, a mothering star.
I sit by the window, and the birds watch me stitch.
Here I am.
This is the proof.
