After what has seemed an eternity of sewing and ripping and hand stitching
I felt the need to get out and get some fresh air and exercise.
What better place to go to than the beach.
A grey windy day, warm jackets, an excited dog.
Where the river meets the open sea
I love the textures
And when the wind blows
all sign of life vanishes and new patterns are formed and discoveries are made
I used to play here as a child,
these sand hills kept me healthy and happy and I knew every inch of them
they are full of memories
and today they leave me feeling refreshed and ready to start the stitching and cutting and compiling processes all over again :)