salaam, our little dolly llama (ie. stuffed with llama fur) turns one this month. once a traveling ball of yarn.... knitted on 3 continents, his parts and pieces journaling and amazing trip outside my everyday world. he sports new duds in vintage/upcycled textiles as he hangs out in the lilac awaiting new adventures.

my "year ago" travel journal journeying me here today. looking more of a movie set than reality via my daughter's camera eye. all things gigantic, including still tender feelings of vulnerabilities in this country unlike any, carving a new place of understanding, compassion and gratitude for all our opportunitea.

a very stormy, windswept visit atop the rim of an ancient caldera in the aegean.

rental car, road signs in greek and metric?

currently loving my travel journal's windows into memories of vulnerablilitea of one year ago today.

ohhhhhh...the view!

my first sunrise outside of north america. one year ago today. wishing i could do this first all over again but one can never experience a first again. new sensorys forever change the inner expectations and landscapes. awe, nervousness and God's bubbling delights all met me in that first and today i just want to cry over my deep feelings of gratitude for it's possibilitea.

Oh possibili-tree. the tree is found. joys to my heart. my favorite imaginative escape as a child ... the swiss family robinson treehouse (both dineyland attraction and movie magic). what a life that tree has known. kevin kidney's blog, my favorite of the spring and summer. so much happy, innocence in a world of archival disney things. my son learns to play the swisskapolka on the piano as a result of older swiss familie posts via:
http://miehana.blogspot.com/

details of the heart that can come to life.... my favorite story: )

details and textiles waiting for months to be expressed/explored have finally come out to play.

winter is officially underway in the world of miss t.

recycled textile flowers and leaves, vintage lace, tiny ceramics and needle felted things all await my attention during my 8-9 weeks of production.

i don't think i could find a better visual metaphor for the world of miss t and all her creative entanglements : )