Nags Head, North Carolina

It rained yesterday. Day after I planted my herbs, good timing. Good day to sew, draw and think. I worked more on the Nags Head cloth stories. We camped there since I was a child-open to magic. Maybe this is why it's easy to open up my imagination there. I walk that beach at night beside the rolling Atlantic and feel the island's history move into the present. I've walked past a buffalo on that beach-really. The night and tall dunes block out most of the car and light noise. Then I walk into an old story continuing under time, water and sky. There are 'home' places for me on this lovely earth and this is one of them.

Spring

We've been outside more. The grand boy came to visit the lambs but was much more interested in the tractor.

I splurged on some wool fabric and made a felted purse. Not sure if I enjoy the
machine sewing enough to do many more of these.

Also, I've been posting some extra craft/sewing supplies in my Etsy shop, Beadfarm.

Dinner time

The light changes so many times during the day now. And the light before sunset and
dinner is special.