Tuesday, January 30, 2018

On the eve of the lunar eclipse

I woke at five this morning, as I often do, to find moonlight streaming in our west bedroom window. Putting on my glasses, I found the almost-full moon too bright to look at directly.

Tomorrow will be different. As I write this, the sun is chasing the moon westward to Australia, where the earth will step between the two, thereby creating a shadowmoon that will dance its way around the world.

So my thoughts are much with the kindred spirits down under, where the summer sun reigns and the shadowmoon will be at its fullest. 

Mo, who so faithfully records the full moon on her blog

Barry, whose peace gifts 
are such a wonder ...


Fiona, one of whose letterpress postcards

has flown here ...


to join with other paper treasures from her hand ...


And because I didn't want to mar the postcard with my less-than-satisfactory machine stitching, I opted to slow stitch this time ...


to much better effect methinks ...


And then there's India Flint, 
who was a major inspiration in my eco-dye trials, some of which were more ...

or less successful ...


but which play quite nicely together ...


and will join these tea bag squares as I participate her upcoming online bagstories project ...


There's more, but I will keep silent for now except to note this sign just appeared next door ...