outside for the perfect rock…
I wanted to make my partner something for Father’s Day so, I needed the perfect rock. I remembered one I had seen on a walk several weeks earlier. I even picked it up at the time out of the puddle of water it was in and thought about holding on to it for a future project. Instead I decided to put it down and leave it. So, this morning I decided I would cover a rock with fabric and embellish it for him. I quickly went out to the spot where I left the rock and it was there. It was meant to be.
this stone is the keeper of “remember”
“Rocks are like all other living things.”
“When you hand someone a stone or anything else, there is a meaning to it.”
“A personal stone contains the memory of the universe..”
“The stones are the keepers of the hills.”
“The secrets of the ages are written on the stones from the dawn of birth.”
– Agnes Whistling Elk
This is the underside of the stone. I simply gathered the cotton flannel fabric and added a bit of fabric to cover the gathers.
Happy Summer Solstice!
still working on this one….It is called Summer Solstice.