Another year is passing. The last days of the year are dripping through my fingers, but I don't want to look back. I know what has happened. I was there, I witnessed all of it. And isn't that a blessing?!
I am looking at the calendar and can not believe the numbers. All these squares, well placed in order, only point out to me, that August is half gone and soon to be September. How weird is that? I have a feeling the summer have just started and is already dripping through my fingers.
How beautifully!... thyme with friends! Is it about spending 'time' with friends, is it about the friends of the thyme, or it is simply about all of the above? In any case, the idea of Kris Lammers, while designing this fabric for Maywood Studio, to name this magnificent collection so playfully, is absolutely amazing!
A fox was walking through the forest when he saw a crow sitting on a tree branch with a fine piece of cheese in her beak. The fox wanted the cheese and decided he would be clever enough to outwit the bird.
"What a noble and gracious bird I see in the tree!" proclaimed the fox, "What exquisite beauty! What fair plumage! If her voice is as lovely as her beauty, she would no doubt be the jewel of all birds."
The crow was so flattered by all this talk that she opened her beak and gave a cry to show the fox her voice.
"Caw! Caw!" she cried, as the cheese dropped to the ground for the fox to grab.
The Fox and the Crow
It is amazing to travel! Not only because of the movement, or because of the anticipation to reach places, but because of the changing scenery and the freedom of thinking. I don't know about you, but my mind sets up on different frequency, while I am on the road, my thoughts have different density and my joy is much purer.
Living in a small country, the size of your palm is a rewarding life - one gets to know their mother-country so well, almost every corner of it, every animal and every tree. It is never boring, although the country could be crossed diagonally for only one day drive.
My beautiful girls grow like flowers! They make every day of my life feel like blooming spring. I have certain flowers in my mind every time I dive into their eyes. They are absolutely, gorgeously, lovingly speaking with their eyes - I could see sunny days there; stormy summer nights with lightnings, thunders, darkness, all of it; windy, carrying away petals moods; bright and crisp rainbows; rejuvenating spring rains... all of their character is so well expressed in the eyes. But every time, no matter how strong the wind blows, or the rain whip-lashes, I see the deep colours of my flower. It doesn't matter how young and fragile the flowers is, it is always there, in their eyes. This flower doesn't bend because of the stormy wind, doesn't burn because of the sun, and never, never stops blooming.
"I am so blessed to witness
And to see the clothes they wear,
For spring shall pass too quickly
And the fruit they soon shall bear,
Yet now I stand in awe
And I'm so grateful I can browse,
The apple blossom white that hangs
Upon these orchard boughs."
Spring is a beautiful season! It is always so long anticipated. Just at the end of the waiting, just before the buds on the trees explode into beautiful leaves, I am so anxious to start planting and taking care of my garden, that sometimes, I couldn't breath.
This organizer is another project, inspired by the Atsuko Matsuyama cheerful book "Happy Flower Quilts". I adapted the recipe quite a bit, also inspired by Kristyne Czepuryk from "Pretty by Hand" and her idea to use the tiny magnets that help attaching the mini pouch and the tiniest pincushion on Earth...