My reaction was something along the lines of "well of course, what a great idea."
Which still holds true today, as I managed to pull off an 11th hour finish to the March patches ...
including a green calendar (for spring or St. Pat's, take your pick) ...
I looked back on the rest of the month and realized the blank patches meant nothing to me. So I scrolled back to the original posts and thought, "You know, I could use some words."
And really, it didn't take all that long to do. Soon the completed month was flying in the breezeway ...
Rather than show you all the additions here, I'm going to re-visit the original posts and add updated images. With thanks to Dee Mallon for this post about back-filling journals that inspired my turnaround today.
For now, I'll leave you with these brave cactus flowers (twice the diameter of the arms that support them) ...
and the hackberry that we had given up for lost only a week ago ...
Hope springs eternal ... and yes, I'm going back to daily patches and posts.
I love your calendar patch! For me the green would represent St. Patrick's Day, because it was my grandmother's favorite day of the year.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I am so glad you are going back to daily patches and posts! (mini happy dance)
Thanks for the encouragement, here and in your blog post showing all that you had done in one day!
DeleteI like the idea of retrospective gratitude, and filling in the blanks. Sometimes it takes a while to appreciate what we have and words help capture those essences.
ReplyDeleteI'm thinking along the lines of re-visit and re-vise to better remember. Because yes, it's unreasonable to "get it" let alone "get it all right" in a single flash of insight.
Deletehow cloth Teaches us
ReplyDeleteAnd how we learn from others
DeleteWords are often the answer for me (when I can find them!) & I love your process of traveling back & forth in time with your patches.
ReplyDeleteHazel ... surely you must know you are my text stitching role model! It is telling that I was in such a slump of despond that it took me so long to (re)see the light.
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