This is a work in progress. The farm I love to visit has donkeys. One day during Christmas I stepped outside thinking I heard the donkeys braying, but it was a big flock of crows. They both have nice raspy voices, and it was the time of the blue moon, so I've been thinking about all that. Then today, because of a post on spiritcloth.typepad.com (January Thaw) I realized there are 2 ancient dresses far back in the closet that I believe were my grandmother's. We called her Ninawr. They are stained and not really wearable so perhaps I will put them to use as elements to enhance these cloth pictures, as I used fragments of her shawl in the frog bookmark. Here is what they look like right now. I am showing them like this because I don't want to think of them as dresses or it will be too hard to borrow from them.
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