In this latest season of ghosts, I spent too much time speaking to those passing shadows, gorging myself on the bittersweet. We can all use a quick taste, a reminder, but too much and you soon find yourself hooked in a tangle of bad memories and catastrophies yet to be realized. Once you're in, it's hard to find your way back out.
One envelope, one soft piece of cottony cloth, one set of purple threads, one simple request -- they were the big needle and the dose of adrenaline I needed to kickstart.
This fall I participated in @WhollyJeanne's Gone with the Thread project. You can read more about it here. Oh yeah, and you can read my Envoy post here, and see more of the pictures I snapped on my project day.