I want kind spaces

 I want kind spaces. 

 I miss my husband with the fire of a thousand suns,the tenderness of a thousand moons. 

Poems have eluded me for months. 

Textile work,small collages give me life.

Away for 2 weeks, flying home tomorrow-expect to still be away when I get home.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     (pics of projects past)