Warp and weft

January 11, 2021January 24, 2021 ~ Tania Sickling ~ 1 Comment

Not writing today, but sewing. Machine sewing, hand sewing; glasses on, glasses off. Standing in a light rain. Stepping on and over toys. Machine sewing, hand sewing; glasses on, glasses off. Making coffee. Keeping peace. Laying train tracks on the floor. Machine sewing, hand sewing; glasses on, glasses off. Not writing today, but sewing. Pulling … Continue reading Warp and weft

Breathing in

January 10, 2021January 10, 2021 ~ Tania Sickling ~ Leave a comment

It rained the other day: gently, consistently, kindly. It was the kind of rain that kisses the skin, and settles lightly into thirsty soil. For a long time after the rain, even as the day warmed up, the sky remained full and dark. Pollen and seeds whirled on the breeze; bees darted and hovered. These … Continue reading Breathing in