today .... I just can not be the mood of the same color of the sky, not even the prospect of picking up my colors and fabrics to create something colorful and fun can get this gray patina from the soul.
The melancholy end of winter is always very punctual,
occurs every year around February,
and leaves only the breaking of my bulbs in the garden, crocus, daffodils, tulips,
that's why I cried so much, have an antidepressant.
But at the moment, if they are still in the warmth of mother earth and puts forth only a few inches of the leaf.
Never mind, I should run for cover and warm the heart with what you have right now .....
I thought that I have not yet published any pictures of the quilt I made,
well, have little to tell the truth, because my journey has only recently started quilter,
well, have little to tell the truth, because my journey has only recently started quilter,
still gotta start somewhere.
So, for today I would say this is the right one, is called:
"Flight of the Butterflies to Anna"
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se non è primavera questa!
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