server woes this past week have forced a break from emails, posts, and any other kind of electronic communication. am hoping this will go through and find its way out into the e-world. feels like sending smoke signals, hoping the winds will carry this to somebody who will see and know i’m still here. soon, i hope, i will be back, sharing stitches and stories . . .

picture that curly red bubble-haired optimistically pragmatic annie who caught the attention of daddy warbucks singing . . .

tomorrow,
tomorrow,
i’ll be back here
tomorrow
it’s only a
stitch away . . .

have seen in the past few weeks that some people are like these grasses: soft and graceful when viewed from afar but get close and you find their razor-sharp edges.

today, though, it was time to leave the world of grasses and create a brand new world of my own clothimation: