Move the needle
Choose your silk.
Take your time.
Thread the needle.
Some walk.
We drive.
A to B back to A again to be much later.
Pull.
Interlaced patchwork field sunrises with delicate white frost.
Golden and green.
A sprinkling of unexpected magic.
The fabric of our day unfolds. Unique in its entirety.
Unfurl, release…
We might see a magical deer or a pheasant or…