After hearing some scraps of polar fleece calling to me. I wonder, "these are pretty small, what would I do with you? "
Oh come on, we want to play!
I stack them up, one two three, four, five, red, coral, yellow, orange and aqua blue
Scissors and hand sewing, I carve a woobly outside edge, and sew the layers, cutting out some spaces to go further, deeper down into another layer of color.
Hum. it is pretty Blobby. Blobby Not very sharp edges, not very defined, blobby.
You are very observant, it is blobby, it is polar fleece. - soft and colorful and I think it might last forever!
A small bag of beads a person gave me are catching my eye. They look like a mess of grey until I pour them out and start to see the different colors. Now I can see where they could be in the shape of things emerging.
I am loving the quiet of this. Quiet play
I think it's done and sew a safety pin to the back, and put it on my coat.
After my Feldencrais class, at the senior center, I am getting a cup of coffee in the cafeteria. A woman all the way across the room calls.
"That is a butterfly isn't it"!
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