time~

It was a quiet time...

a time for spring...
a time for blooms..

a time for birthdays...

a time to gather the tools...
draw out the plans...

and fulfill the promise...

a promise made long ago...
for a sewing time...

and in my quiet..
the lines came together...
and a birthday gift was created for...
the one who thought...
the promise would never be kept~

it just had to be the right time you see~

containment~

there is a sense of containment,
that these last unsettling days of early spring
bring me,a feeling of being trapped,in a way,by the gray and desolate days that have become the norm over these past months.
the rain plays its tapping on the windows..

I feel the wind rise through my soul..
I am silent within...
that sense of containment..

so..I decided to project this feeling...
and create..
a container ..of sorts..
a take off on my needle rolls..
a book...
a needle book...

stacked....
wrapped....

a place to hold..
to contain...

to pin....

and a key...
the key to unlock..
the containment~