Wednesday, October 5, 2011

sacred day two hundred seventy-seven

natural yarn.

there is something so wonderful about our tuesday afternoon/early evening trips to the farmer's market.  i love the routine and rhythm of the market. i love knowing the vendors and participating in their life story by returning again and again to their booths.  i keep seeing this yarn stacked in a wooden crate.  i want some.  i want it to fill one of my beautiful baskets in the studio waiting for the perfect use.  i want to hold it. i want to look at it in it's beauty.  i'm caught. the color, texture, and love that is seen here catches me just so.  

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