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"I do believe in an everyday sort of magic...the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we're alone." Charles de Lint

Thursday, August 2, 2018

Tansy

I have memories of tansy growing wild along the roadside in Wisconsin where I grew up.  There's a lovely patch of it just up street in Lexington and it transports me right back when I walk by.

As promised...a little wonky stitching for my scrappy star. 



Perfectly imperfect stitching for a perfectly imperfect star. It went out in the mail today.

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