Bloom, the first thought is always of flowers, blooms on a tree or my much loved orchids.
Time was needed for these blooms to flourish too:
More than 20 years in the making, this was one of my first finishes 2016. Embroidery is something I feel the need to do now and again, but the urge is usually gone after some days or a week or two. So I got into the habit of having some season appropriate projects in my storage to get out, whenever I HAVE TO HAVE something to embroider. Finishing this decade old project felt so good even though it will not come to the honour it deserves until Chrismas 2016, that I immediately started looking for something else to finish and lo and behold: flowers as well, much simpler but heartwarmingly funny:
That was, when the analogy struck: My shelves are full of seeds, the only thing they are missing is time spent on them to nourish projects and bring them to bloom. Be it fabrics, wool, fibers, paint, beeds - everything waiting for the appropirate time.
And now I'm off, looking for hidden seeds on my bookshelves to see what treasures bloom there without me realizing it.
Meine Kinder. - Ursprünglich veröffentlicht auf Herz & Verstand: Einst dachte ich, mein Verstand wäre schuld daran gewesen, weshalb ich unbedingt Kinder wollte. Aber mit V...
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