Butterflies are teasing me.
They float through the gardens
beckoning to me.
I grab the camera.
The butterflies are gone.
The scent of the Lilacs beckons me.
No teasing, only enchantment.
I have put up the felted wool.
I have a new project to work on.
I think I am ready to make bees.
to make other bugs!
flowers and bugs too.
and broken ceramic items.
for a project.
netting to make covers for the ice tea pitcher,
sherbet cups and creamer.
My hand sewing this coming week
shall be to finish the edges and add beads.
of other cultures.
A sense of place comes to me
and I feel connected.
delights me.
