out the back door onto our snow covered deck. just a light dusting for thanksgiving.and look at all our wood!
that happy pile is just the branches and smaller pieces, we haven't even begun to split the larger rounds, some are3-4 feet across!
the last few days have been more productive I
seem to have found my Mojo! yea!I am in the delightful diversions RR, my first for CQI.
so I made a 10x10 piece. it's very monochromatic for me
, i am usually more colorful than that but the girls were so quiet with their sand pails I thought any more would be to much.I am also working on my BJP project.
i chose the E.E. Cummings poem; i carry your heart with me, as a thread to hang my project on. the poem has been one of my favorites and it really does tie together my life for the last year.
this first piece is rather self explanatory, as the first line of the poem it opens the listener to the inner workings of the authors love for this person.
at the very beginning he is telling us, twice, this person is so important to him he carries them in his heart.
I carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)
I am never with out it
(wherever you go, I go, my dear and whatever is done by only me, is your doing, my darling)
I fear no fate( for you are my fate, my sweet)
I want no world ( for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has meant
and whatever a sun will allays sing is you.
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root
and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life.
which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and it is the wonder that is holding the stars apart.
I carry your heart
( i carry it in my heart)
