for a long time into this beginning, the running commentary in the mind
is: i don't want to do this. i don't want to do
patchwork...cutting things, ironing down seam allowances
and i don't but keep going in the spirit cloth way
and then, thinking of the bird that got blonde hair, i
remember saying i am not good at whimsy, but appreciate it in others.
whaa
whimsy, and i think i can't but keep going
and
here is a baby goat.
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she's wonderful. as graceful as a ballerina.
And she is frolicking in the desert of New Mexico, seeking a little of grace's magic feather grass.
marti...fieldlady...!!! yes! you
are right...feather grass!
deanna..it worked..yes...that's how
they are. the same day they are
born, even. i went to my daughters
to see the newest one and she was
2 days old and was spinning, and
flinging herself and ....YES!
that will be her name...!
Whimsy!
whimsy. such a necessary thing in life. i think it is an element.
dear anonymous...i will take your word for it. being anonymous is
actually whimsical.....~
i forgot her tail
is this baby goat whimsical?
Yes, she is. :)
i have a hard time with whimsy too... i'm trying tho
i got as far as wings and a face and a lace piece for my visitor's bodice
and whimsy looks like a new:born grace clumsily happily frolicking :)
twhich..what about Johnny Depp?
i do really love your dancing goat!
XXXm
hahaha you are right! i forgot about mr. depp... hmmm...
martine...thank you! for coming here and i really am intrigued by
your first plain beast. anticipation is high for what will happen next.
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