an honor

"My future starts when I wake up every morning... Every day I find something creative to do with my life."

Miles Davis (1926 - 1991)

We have a cat named Miles Davis.  He wears his black fur long and fluffy.  He possesses attitude.  Everyday he waits by the door in the family room, ready to go outside, roam around, hunt small helpless creatures and sit by the tree in the neighbor's yard outside their sunroom.  Molly, the little white terrier barks and barks at Miles from behind the glass.  Miles sits there and if he could fashion an expression, it would be a smirk.  Miles has business to do and he does it.

So do we.  And we are honored to have been bestowed with a certain creativity that cuts out words and sews them together in strings and bits, braids and twists, patches and patterns, creating a unique design.    Maybe it's a tapestry.  Perhaps it's a quilt. Maybe it's homespun garland, each scrap of fabric knotted tightly to some cord in a pattern you've carefully chosen.  Whatever it is it's yours alone and it won't get finished without you.

And when it's done, ah, when it's done, the sense of accomplishment is like no other.

grace,

lisa