This one was born from a spiral.
but discovered a crown instead,
as I photographed tonight she decided to wander off
Its funny how they seem to embody little stories.
A spiral seems to be the shape that my learning takes
repeating the same lessons over and over each time a little further along the path
I have started this one over at least 6 times.
The tension would be wrong, threads would tangle or knot, or I'd forget a bead, so I would start again.
A learning experience to say the least.
Thus the name.
It has been quiet here.
As an introverted person, when things inside get complicated I fall silent.
Silence has an inertial force,
it settles like a blanket
comforting,
cocooning,
creating space, a place for a voice.
(thank you for your kind thoughts and messages, although unanswered by me they were greatly appreciated)