This piece is in my hands again after a long break.
An important break.
In the beginning it was simply a big circle of a rock
resting at sunrise or sunset
if life is a circle
perhaps it is more.
Perhaps it is a life
split into the person we are in public
and the one we keep for when we are home alone in familiar surroundings.
There again if a story is a circle
Perhaps it is a life circle
filling up with a thousand small stories....
....Small stories that make up all our lives.
Stories that rest on the foundation of our life experiences.
I have been told several times in my life
that my fascination with rocks
is from a need for a solid foundation
which I picture could be both physical and mental and emotional.
And then a circle, or a rock, or a life, or a stitching
always has a hidden side
a side that to me is less perfect
and therefore more beautiful.
Talking of life circles
I do hope we have filled the Rusty Pup lives with rich stories.
Rusty Pup Shandy still jumps into the car
but Rusty Pup Kayla waits patiently for a helping hand.
Just after taking this photo I stumbled
trying to lift her into the car and we both nearly ended up
head over tail in the dust.
Made me realize how trusting she is.
I hope your life is full of many stories.