Slivers of time, slivers of fabric.  The trimmings evidence of hours well spent.

Choosing for color, choosing for beauty, choosing for me.  My heart like bright pink confetti, feminine and strong.

Stepping back for perspective.  Is this were I want to be heading, is this healthy inhibition?

How to harmonize heart and head?

I am sewing now.  After taking perspective, weighing, choosing carefully, the ingredients are in place.

Now the building begins, one piece at a time, slow but sure.

Were love so malleable in my hands.