A Week of Stretched and Cutup Scratchings

Perhaps this year is going to turn into more of a sampler

than images of daily happenings.

Three strips of discharged cotton

extended with stitch.

The RP's and I were blown along the dyke

by vicious winds.

If it's Wednesday it must be play-day.

This winter is turning into an ice event.

Normally by now we would have mountains of snow in the garden

for RP's to play queen of the castle.

Not this year

instead they have an ice rink to slip and slide on.

I'm thinking my weekend textures are brilliant!

...Certainly my favourite.

Stitched a grid on two strips of fabric

then cut the strips into umpteen squares.

This has potential me thinks.

Play Day on the Annapolis Basin

Diane and I have a play day once a week

This week we dyed

We experimented on blanket pieces

Dipping into different strengths

and concoctions

Creating stripes

and blotches

I dipped some old linens.

It was so cold outside everything froze

and dripped icicles.

We will let them dry for days and days

and perhaps dip them again.

Just going with the flow.

Winterized Woodland

The rising sun starts hitting the North Mountain slopes

before the guardians edging my garden.

Can't even tell there's a mountain there

because of the thick grey clouds

blanketing our world in winter.

Into the woods we went

It looks like a porcupine has moved in.

Though those tracks seem strange even for a porcupine.

Let a Rusty Pup out the back door

and this is the first thing they do each and every time.

Scratching Daily

A week of scratching in snow and rain.

Snow upon ice upon snow upon ice.

I'm seeing red dots....

....it's dangerous walking nowadays.

Plant your feet firmly on the ground.

Diane came by....

....we played with glue guns.

A mishmash of textures

filled the rest of the week.

Birds of Winter

He plonked himself on the bird table

and stayed for a while...

...Hope he got his fill.

The cardinals have chosen this feeder as their favourite this winter.

The male still prefers having his feet on solid ground

Perhaps she is dropping sunflower seeds for him

Meanwhile on the basin there are hundreds of water birds.

Scratching 2015

And so another year starts

Flowers for a fresh start

Happy Birthday Donna!

It snowed

then it rained

then it snowed

Ice beneath snow is not easy to cope with

It snows and snows and snows

while the wind blows and blows and blows

Spent the day at Diane's playing with soy wax

but also watching hundreds of water birds

feeding on the basin

as

the eagles soared high, high above.

Staying indoors out of the cold

weaving up some threads

Threading some beginnings.

Welcoming in the New Year

I'm starting off the year

going round and round in circles.

May 2015 go swimmingly for you all

and spiral with creative energy.