Well, I feel like maybe, just maybe I'm back at it a bit.
Back at stitching
Back at weaving
Back at walking in nature
A really simple, symbolic designs leather bookmark (or whatever else it may be used for).
It will couple with other things to make a gift.
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I've warped the little loom again. It will be another gift.
I've warped it with my beloved pure white cotton (?) yarn.
I love how this stuff works, as it is strong with not much stretch. It makes a good warp yarn.
A variety of colors have been woven in already.
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Today we returned to Placerita Canyon Nature Center, as most recently seen HERE
It was an open house day, so we walked around the Interpretive Center,
stepped into the gift shop and looked at the animals on display outside of the building (Red Tailed Hawk, Turkey Vulture and Tortoises).
we again saw so much green and a variety of sage plants.
It smelled so wonderful there today...I wish I could post that!
The Lyons Oak was new to me. I have to have seen it in the past, but I don't recall that.
I thought the time markers they chose to put on the sign were curious.
Look at all of those rings on this old mama!
The view from the bench across from the sign had a lovely view of more, living oaks.
A different bench on the trail to the 'Oak of the Golden Dream'.
I tried out a few of the benches today!
Below one of the beautiful blooming Yucca plants.
May you take many trails
May you find new ones and revisit old ones
May you travel as far as you are able, and then travel again
xo
Photos by NAE @pomegranatetrail ©2022
6 comments:
The Honey Bee Skep is amazing; I want to touch it, hold it, put it on my patio table. When I was in high school, I dated a boy whose parents kept bees. I learned to put on coveralls, gloves and a hat with a veiwl and use a smoker as the bee hives were opened and the honey checked on; even with all of the regalia, I did get a few stings, worth it to learn something new.
Synchronicity as today, I read a different quote by Terry Tempest Williams:
" Once upon a time, when women were birds, there was the simple understanding that to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk was to heal the world through joy. The birds still remember what we have forgotten, that the world is meant to be celebrated."
Terry Tempest Williams, When Women Were Birds
Marti~ Oh you are much braver than I am when it comes to bees! I've taught myself to not be terrified, but I don't really like being close, mostly because I have such horribly strong reactions to getting stung.
I love that TTW quote. J. and I were talking of the songbird songs when we went out. I love them so much, they are pure happiness. J. can hear them sometimes too. in fact that is what I told him, they are just so joyful. xo
stitching and strolling ... with weaving and bench-sitting thrown in for good measure ... a fine weekend
Thanks for sharing the skep information. Just always thought they were pretty in shape and idea, who knew? I'm thinking that you should write a guidebook to for your area..."Nancy's Nature Noticings"
Agreed! And a long chat with a dear friend topped it off! ❤️
Hazel~ Okay...me too! I have always seen them in art or books or on garden flags...etc, but never once stopped to think: What are these things truly? I thought it was just a way to represent a hive, like how a heart shape represents a heart. ❤️ I just thought they were cute in a nature-y way, end of thoughts, so I was pretty surprised and feeling a little foolish too. Ha.
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