Mind Wanderings Over Stone Pathways

Looking at this picture for some reason my mind

thought of Hopscotch.  

My goodness... the hours we played that as kids in the fifties.

Then I wondered if in fact I have any control at all

over my mind

for

it seems to wander wherever it wishes

without any control on my part.

I Love the minimalist nature of a few marks

on dark grey linen.

I think it is fair to say that most pebbles in these parts

are grey with some kind of white streak

A fringed divide between colours

makes me think of a grass skirt

perhaps dancing over it's own tiny stone pathway.

As you can see the pebble itself

is asking for a white streak

but

that little scrap of dyed silk is just too beautiful

for me to wreck with clumsy stitching

so it remains as it's own little gem.

Ah, this one I love

it makes me think of one of those old topographical maps

full of little symbols.

Symbols for marshlands, trees, mountains, towns

and many more I can't recall at the moment.

Or perhaps even more ancient rock markings.

This one is tiny

My scrap of silk was not quite the right colour

so it asked to be stitched all over to bring the colour closer.

Such a handsome stone

and silk velvet is way too beautiful to stitch over!

Apologies for my rambling thoughts

Our dear friend, Velma, died suddenly this week

We are filled with so much sadness

for her family and many friends.