Baby, it's really cold outside. I mean, as my husband would say, "butt freezing". We've had a little arctic air enfold us in it's frigid vice grip and it's insanely cold.
A very short walk out in the "garden" – it's more like a scene from Dr. Zhivago today – revealed some surprising color…
…my garden goddess gathering a snowy mane upon her lovely countenance…..
…a pop of crimson a fiery contrast to the glacial white….
…and the milweed pod's vessel is a nice catch for the season's powdery silence.
Meanwhile….back inside the warm confines of my studio my fingers have been diligently applying thread and beads to this lovely fiber vessel for a friend's sister for Christmas.
Stay warm, curl up. Breath. Make tea. Repeat.