In a corner of the room is a splendid piece of Irish Oak. A wedding gift to my grandmother from her distant family, it’s now home to preciousness and patience.
Below are saris - gifts of Shanti, and within - mystery and wonder. Fabrics collected over a lifetime waiting, patiently, for inspiration’s breath. (And the odd cat or two.)
21.9.09
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