The kiss of the sun for pardon

The song of the birds for mirth

One is nearer God's heart in a garden

Than anywhere else on earth

Dorothy Gurney

1858 - 1932

Still working on my next faerie pouch. It's red, black, silver and white.

When we look into the heart of a flower, we see clouds, sunshine, minerals, time, the earth, and everything else in the cosmos in it. Without clouds, there could be no rain and there would be no flowers. THICH NHAT HANH.

Finally, I have finished my second crazy quilt faerie bag. It took me a long time but I learned a great deal. This is my first attempt at silk ribbon embroidery and I learned some new embroidery stitches and made my first dragonfly from scratch. I just love the dragonfly and had to rush out to buy some more organza ribbon to make more on other bags. (Click on images to enlarge).

The leaves on the maple trees by my patio are beautiful fall colours - reds, yellows, oranges. Some branches are almost bare. We are having the most amazing Indian Summer. Yesterday, I went to Dunderave again and sat listening to the waves crashing on the shore. The tide was going out this time.

When I came back to my own neighbourhood, I met a neighbour and he treated me to a latte'. We sat outside at seven o'clock in the evening because it was such a warm, beautiful evening.