Finished D's quilt. Here it is indoors:
To celebrate I cleaned out my sewing room.
And walked on the treadmill.
Of a print I'm thinking of buying by Lakota artist Renelle White Buffalo:
Of the tallgrass prairie we hope to establish on the east acre.
Of a path winding through it.
Of a structure to which the path would lead.
(Possibly with a second deck for moon-bathing.)
Life seems livable again.
Thank you, sun.