it's been a quiet week. i'm recovering from a nasty flu virus that left me feeling weak. weak, but not uninspired. i slept for two entire days, leaving me plenty of time to dream.
and that is what i did. i dreamed. about lovely ideas for a new lace book i am working on. i dreamed about piles of lace and stacks of beautiful handmade paper that arrived in the mail this week.
and as soon as i was able to, i sat down at my table and starting sorting through all of my lovely bits of beautiful. i worked on pages a little at a time, going back and back and back again to add something else.
until it started to take shape and resemble a book.
i always love how it looks in progress...the way the lace spills out. oh, and the light today...the light coming through my window and shining rays of beautiful all around me...it's perfect.