It's easy to forget what naturally follows fruition: the ripe seeds need to spend time buried alive in the dark before the shoots find the light again.
The first months felt very dark. Objectively everything was well. Anna is beautiful and thriving and we are all healthy. But subjectively it's been a dark time.
If my hands were free I'd like to acknowledge the dark beginnings and would be dyeing with the deepest colours - indigo, logwood, walnut. There would be mourning necklaces and I'd call them the Black Springtime.
I am still much needed and it's likely to take many more months before I can sew or dye.
Thank you for the kind comments on the last post and for your emails. I'm sorry for not replying earlier but want you to know that I read and appreciated them.