Muddy paws underfoot.
Rusty cotton on the wall.
A strip of rusted cotton pinned alongside my rosy rust
simply looked like it belonged.
Brought to mind the sun shining on silver birch or perhaps copper birch.
When you know what to do you simply have to do it!
Started stitching bark like textures
because I didn't yet know how to handle the sun
but as I stitched....
thoughts of sun symbols and sun discs popped in my head.
Things often sort themselves out or become clearer
as you work on them.