Weaving Life
The Macrame
I live in the woods bordering a large state park boasting lakes, forests, walking trails and winding country roads. It’s a peaceful place to write and weave.
Each macrame project begins by selecting colors and cutting cords. The final result is a surprise because I veer off the plan or never had one. I have no idea what I will create until it’s completed.
Writing is similar. Artistic compositions are triggered by an outburst of words clamoring to tell a story. I go for the ride.
Weaving from the heart is powerful magic.
Writing Life
