Foraging

I've gone through my fabric stash and pulled out 'possibilities' -- pieces that may or may not qualify for doll clothing.  There are homespuns and flannels, fine cotton and old lace, you can even see the old sock that I've used just recently.

The other day I found a bunch of old buttons at a local thrift store.   I was in heaven -- not only for the possibilities they represented but also for the fact that I got the whole bunch for less than $3.00 and I was contributing to a worthwhile cause *smile*.

Recently I found some rusty leaves at a shop in Dillsboro, NC and made my monthly trip to Honeysuckle Hollow here in Hendersonville.  There I found more vintage lace, some tags and a couple of felt hearts.
 
For now I'm set for materials - let the ideas and inspiration begin...

"I dwell in possibility." - Emily Dickinson



Abundance

As I young child I regularly visited my local library.  This library was in an old building located near the pier in a small town along the coast in California.  Walking into this building I could smell books, paper, old wood and the salty air combined.  This was a building of 'possibility' for me.  To see all of those books lined up neatly on the shelves just waiting for me was almost overwhelming.  I still get that same feeling as I walk into my far more modern library here in North Carolina.  Each visit is a thrill - there is so much there for me, too much for me to ever read in my lifetime but still it waits. 

These days I get the very same joyous feelings of 'possibility' as I walk into a fabric store, a bead shop, a needlework shop and as seen above a fiber show.  Oh my -- the wonders of color, texture... the softness, the flow, the patterns, the ideas.  Oh yes, the ideas! 

Ideas are what possibility is all about.  Whether its a sharing of knowledge through a book or a sense inside me that with this yarn I might be able to do this, with that stitch I might be able to do that.

Isn't this world, this life I'm living beautiful?!

"An intense anticipation itself transforms possibility into reality; our desires being often but precursors of the things which we are capable of performing." - Samuel Smiles