Words on cars,
and on paper.
Sandra gave us the task of choosing 3 words from the previous day to write and hang on the fence line.
We viewed the words, seemingly disconnected yet related. Whispered words floated on the breeze as did the sound of pens against paper as some were jotted in notebooks, memories needing to be recorded. Bird song filled the air as we read the words aloud.
Then we set about organizing them into thoughts
like lines from a poem.
We took time to be thoughtful about the fence lines
and read them aloud before
editing and rearranging them
into whole new thoughts carrying deeper meaning.
Choose your favorite and stamp it over and over on this piece of cloth was our next assignment.
So we did.
As I stamped my choice, I set the just used stamp (red) on my notebook pages in random order. Once the ink dried, I stamped the full phrase atop the random marks. I don't remember whose words* these are, but they touched my soul and have become very dear to me.
words on body
Our fence line prose was recorded on a larger cloth - each of us taking a section to stamp.
I am so delighted to be here
Yes. That says it all.