forget all this writing and photos i found twitter

haiku

sadness overwhelms
in this season of blossoms
their pink falling tears

IT'S HARD FOR SOME MEN TO FINISH SENTENCES

Sometimes a man can't say
What he . . . A wind comes
And his doors don't rattle. Rain
Comes and his hair is dry.

There's a lot to keep inside
And a lot to . . . Sometimes shame
Means we. . . Children are cruel,
He's six and his hands. . .

Even Hamlet kept passing
The king praying
And the king said,
"There was something. . . ."

Robert Bly

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milk maid butter dish

from anthropologie

blanket

with all the things i make from shrunken felted sweaters it is fun to use the small bits as well
this is all hand stitched together with an embroidery stitch i call the "jack" stitch "cause he taught me it

7 crows in situ

sold last night yay