This is the walk-through gate on the west side of our new place. When I saw the finished gate, unexpected feelings and insights came to me. Before the gate, we had some clumps of trees with a couple of little glades here and there. Now, the gate separates two glades and it actually beckons one to walk through to the next place. Last week, one place. This week, two places, one on each side of the gate.
I saw the gate as a portal, like the lone doors or openings in thin air that I’ve read about in books or seen in movies. And I had the sense that the gate was a portal into unknown opportunities or places. It was moving.
As a knitter, I’m used to creating a new thing from string. Building into the earth is a whole different feeling. People study this phenomenon, you know: trying to understand the culture and thought involved in carving out personal spaces.
On the textile front, I’m making progress on the snowflake quilt. I’m almost done quilting it. Quilting hasn’t taken that long. Don’t know why I didn’t just get on with it before. Probably some other deadline reared its scary head.
Speaking of deadlines, I sent off my latest INKnitters article today. It is about my friend Suzanne Correira, who is the owner of Fire Ant Ranch, and purveyor of fine fleeces, yarn, and finished goods from her own happy, well-cared-for sheep. Look for it in the fall issue.