cold, grey winter days

yes, another cold, grey winter day has dawned in montana. big surprise! ha!

while there is no new snow falling from the grey sky, there is a tremendous amount of drifting snow finding its way into unexpected nooks and crannies where it probably ought not to be...  fortunately, the wind is blowing in warmer air, so there is hope yet to see the earth again!

it's wonderful, whatever the weather, to have a day off today. it's been several days since my last one. so much to do and see. spending time working on my piece for jude's boro workshop. surfing through the amazing blogs of so many talented artists participating in one world one heart. squeaking in a little housekeeping here and there. and unexpectedly finding a little pile of scraps whispering and dreaming. where did these come from?

i can't quite make out their tiny little voices just yet. there are so many all whispering at once! think i'll go snuggle with the saint and her demanding cat for a while and see if i can untangle their cacophony. ah. a wonderful way to wind down the week...


 EDIT: several hours later...

their tiny little voices whispered tales of warmer days and trailing summers...and so wove themselves into this toasty little habitat:

and just in time for the weaver to head off to dreamland...  perhaps to dream of who might visit this warm little corner of cloth? perhaps a cozy kitty? a panoplied elephant? or maybe just a plump little bumblebee? i don't know...i can't quite make out the whispers over the sleeping saint's snores! i guess we'll just have to wait and see...

namaste'